The little things in life

...are always good to find.

The snow was alpine today and started with me noticing it sparkling on the balcony. If a piste basher was on the moors, it would have made an amazing ski run. There was a single pair of ski tracks as I made my way up in other people's footsteps. That made the going much easier but, trust me, I wanted to know how much ice was forming in the beck and no-one had gone that way. Off I went, walking merrily on the crusty surface and disappearing randomly up to my knees. It was much more pleasant than a couple of days ago and at least I've made it a whole load easier for next time!