Snowy Monday

I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears.
~James Herriot

Ok, so I'm not exactly on the Yorkshire Fells, but it was a nasty day today nonetheless.
Tomorrow is James Herriot's birthday. He would have been 93.