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Tuesday trees: snowbound

November 30, 2010

Today is St.Andrew’s Day. We are in celebratory mode, but mainly because we have light and heat and – oh the relief, she babbles weakly – internet connection to the outside world again. All day yesterday we were without power: major problems with the supply to the local area meant that a second power cut began on Sunday evening and ended in the early hours of this morning, Tuesday. We kept the family ‘den’ warm with our wood-burning stove chuntering away all day, but it was back to the bad old days of having to put extra layers on (a jacket over my two jumpers, and wrist-warmers in my case) to venture out to the rest of the castle.

the view from our bedroom window this morning

The weather has gone mad. Scotland  – and much of the rest of the British Isles – is under a blanket of deep snow, roads and airports are closed, power lines down, schools shut. Our boys have been having a lovely unscheduled holiday, snowed in at home. We have been out sledging every morning, yesterday enjoying deep pillowy snow and brilliant blue skies. Sledging down the hills in the fields was as good as going somewhere very expensive in the Alps, we thought – and the hot chocolate in the kitchen afterwards was a lot cheaper too!

So today’s trees are completely unscientific (and a little late, as I have been catching up on chores postponed by the power cut). I just want to share some lovely snowy pictures with you. These were all taken around the castle, the trees looking as if they are auditioning for a Christmas card. Well, it is December tomorrow, when we can start opening our Advent calendars (children) and panicking about Christmas (parents), so I suppose these views are helping to get us in the mood.

lime, ice - add rum and you've got a mojito

oak and frozen power lines

Westie watching the sledging from under the lime trees

snowy-headed beech trees by the frozen lochan

18 Comments leave one →
  1. November 30, 2010 5:15 pm

    ‘when we can start opening our Advent calendars (children) and panicking about Christmas (parents)’…
    Oh, this does make me smile…never a truer word spoken! The fact that my youngest son is 23 years old and still hankers after opening his ‘calendar’ (and the 24 silly presents that go with it) is irrelevant!
    I also hear you when you utter your gratitude for electricity…and thus heating…and internet. I *can* function without them…but even here in ‘mild’ southern England (we back onto the Highclere Estate) the power cuts can arrive unannounced and stay for days. This house is definitely not a castle – on the contrary, a cottage (an old Estate cottage) – but, at 300 years old, the wind fair whistles down our timbers so that I can resemble an old bag lady with remarkable accuracy when the power is down. Or even when it is not. :-))
    Keep warm – and I’m glad to see that you are restored to both watts and words through the ether!

  2. November 30, 2010 5:16 pm

    p.s. – and photographs…which are stunningly lovely.

    • dancingbeastie permalink
      November 30, 2010 5:36 pm

      Thank you for your kind comments. I know your bit of the world a little – enough to fear that biting wind you get in Hampshire! It’s a lovely part of England though. Oh, and I agree with you about the beauty of pheasants. Against the snow their plumage is a joy.

  3. November 30, 2010 6:09 pm

    We had snow for the first time this morning, not as deep and pretty as yours but still exciting, can’t wait until its thick enough for sledding.

    • dancingbeastie permalink
      November 30, 2010 7:14 pm

      Hope you get enough then! It’s so early here, quite unnerving. We don’t normally get snow until Christmas.

  4. Jean S permalink
    November 30, 2010 6:17 pm

    I love trees in winter; thank you for those photos!

    I’m also interested to see you spell it “sledging”–across the pond, we call it “sledding” …

    We have rain here in Portland today, but snow in the higher elevations. Even so, a wood stove is deeply appreciated.

    • dancingbeastie permalink
      November 30, 2010 7:10 pm

      To be honest, I’m never quite sure whether it’s sledging, or sledding, or tobogganing – or even my son’s word, ‘tobobbing’. And I’m not really sure how to spell any of them! Whatever it is, it’s great fun.

  5. Margaret Lambert permalink
    November 30, 2010 6:57 pm

    You have beautiful views from your windows in any season!
    How quickly we are reminded of what we value, when we are without it! I have become too dependent on standing in a steaming shower in the morning, and I have sometimes spent hours baking to keep warm, as our stove is gas while the heating is electric.
    This may be one of those legendary winters, when the rivers freeze and are used for ice fairs.

    • dancingbeastie permalink
      November 30, 2010 7:13 pm

      Funny you should mention ice fairs. I have been thinking of just that sort of thing in the past few days: the great frosts of the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. Very picturesque, but we are worried about burst pipes and chilblains and how to get supplies, and other boring practicalities. Still, isn’t it beautiful!

  6. November 30, 2010 7:13 pm

    It all looks so beautiful. Hey, so much for ‘global warming’!! Keep warm!

  7. November 30, 2010 9:41 pm

    Your photos are stunning. I can imagine bundling up to go from a warm room through the unheated ones. And you have reminded me that I need advent calendars! I could use some hot chocolate as well…

  8. November 30, 2010 10:53 pm

    The first two photos are particularly beautiful!

    Now, where did I put those advent calendars…

  9. Wendy permalink
    December 5, 2010 11:40 pm

    Such beautiful photos – I almost feel like I’m breathing in that crisp fresh air! Just lovely.

    • dancingbeastie permalink
      December 5, 2010 11:56 pm

      Thank you for these kind words (blushes modestly). It is all so beautiful out there that I just keep chuckling in disbelief.

  10. jane permalink
    December 11, 2010 11:06 am

    What a humbling landscape to have before you. And that view from your bedroom window is fantastic – as I gazed out of mine this morning I saw a still-drunk-from-last-night man stumbling about the pavement, looking for a lost shoe (which he decided he had probably left in Portsmouth -hmm) and swearing at the top of his voice. You win!


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