My brother and I met up with our cousin who was up from Daan Saaf briefly for a work thing. Neither of us had seen him for far too long (nine years in my case I think) so it was brilliant to catch up. We had a really good meal at the Dhabba in Glasgow's Merchant City and much laughter and silliness. On the amble back to the station on the off-chance that the last train hadn't gone (it had) or to get a taxi (therefore we did) I took this photo from beside what-used-to-be-Borders (*sob*) looking through the arch to Royal Exchange Square.
On the way back from the supermarket I stopped for a wander round the loch. I knew the loch had frozen over in the snowy weather but I had no idea there was still so much ice on it now. I was kicking myself for not having my 'good' camera with me but actually I'm ridiculously pleased with these pictures.
Waiting for the Boy to get out of school. See the grey-white blob outside? That's the pile of snow that was ploughed out the way in the school carpark before the thaw. It must be incredibly compacted to still be sitting there - pretty mucky now though!
The Spitfire proved a success at Christmas so now he's moved on to a Hurricane.
Later Hester enjoyed watching Ski Sunday. I think she thought they were tiny mice with sticks on their paws.
Ski Sunday has changed a bit since I last saw it (probably a number of years ago now). One thing they do now is launch some poor sod presenter down the run with a camera in one hand so you can get a skier's eye view of the course (run? whatever you call it). I know the guy's a good skier but jeez, that looked terrifying! I missed the start of the programme by a couple of minutes so I don't know if it still has the same iconic music.
With the encouragement of Bee Madlady a number of her subjects/loyal followers, including me, are tackling problem areas in our houses. This afternoon I targeted one of our many chaotic dumping-grounds for miscellaneous stuff, and I now I have some space in my kitchen again. The green feather, incidentally, is attached to the cupboard door because I used to bump my head on it every time I opened the cupboard. You'd think I'd learn from experience where the door is but it seems not. I do however avoid green feathers. Darwin would have loved me.
The snow melted overnight, with astonishing speed. Swoosh, it was gone. And Toby got to go outside again without getting cold paws. Note his interesting body language - clearly his front half was relishing the adventure while his back half would actually rather be curled up with a good book and a mug of hot chocolate.
Meanwhile in the garage, Mr Borg was cutting his bike up for reasons known only to the Y chromosome.
Explanations to be found on his blog. And this gave me the opportunity to play with the 'swirly thing' in the messing-with-photos software. Yay! I rather like it, it looks as if we have a singularity in our garage. Well why not, we have all sorts of other junk in there.
It snowed again in the night, and in fact all day up until about ten to three. The snow had begun to look a bit drab - slightly thawed and squashed-looking somehow. But another layer of snow, however thin (because it was light snow for all that it snowed for so long), made it look fresh and lovely again. Very overcast though so the photos don't do justice to it. They're in the wrong order really - the one above was on the way back from getting the Boy from school, by which time the snow had stopped. The one below was from when Miss Mouse and I were on the way up to get him.
I just looked out of the window though and it's definitely looking like it's thawing now, and about time too. It's been four full weeks of snow, which is unusual for here - and I've had enough of white. I'll regret saying this no doubt when it's drizzling and grey. But it's the variety of our climate that I like.
The nursery car-park had been closed for a while as the snow was so deep in it (it's awkward in the best of conditions, quite a tight space and a slope up to the gate), but they managed to get a snow-plough in to clear it in time for parents' night. So now it's got an impressive snow wall - you probably don't get much idea of scale but that's a high fence to hinder break-ins/vandalism. We're having a gradual thaw but it'll take a while for that lot to melt!
The New Year edition of the Shetland Times - my aunt sends copies to us every year and I always look forward to it. I haven't lived full-time in Shetland since 1990 but I still find that when I get the Shetland Times I know somebody in it. Anyway, front-page news for this edition are the alpacas. As a knitter I say all the best to the Arnots, I really hope it works out!
However it is quite pretty. On the way back from the school today (I'll gloss over the tantrums from the three-year-old) we noticed that the surface of the snow in places has these wonderful ice crystals. One of my favourite books is The Snowflake by Kenneth Libbrecht and Patricia Rasmussen so I try to pay attention, as much as is possible when out with two kids, to the snow and ice, but I've never noticed crystals as big as these before. These photos were taken with my little Kodak compact (cracking wee camera) not the DSLR so I'm very chuffed with how they've turned out!
That's the Boy waiting patiently. He was rewarded with hot chocolate with marshmallows when we got home.
I've added the Snowfall Widget for a laugh - I'll get rid of it again when the snow melts!
On the way home we went up to the high point to see what we could see - which was.. houses, snow and in the distance the mountains. It was a beautiful clear day, and now it's a beautiful clear night. Wheeeee, watch the mercury plummet!
The cake that is. Heavy boozing at Hogmanay (or indeed at all) is not my thing so I escape oh-so-smugly the annual two-day New Year hangover of Scottish tradition. Which lets me enjoy indulging in a nice slice of whisky-sodden Christmas cake. Mmmmmmmm.
Once upon a time my friend Bee told me about 'project 365' in which you take a photo a day for a year. I wasn't that disciplined about it and it took me one year and 3 months to reach Day 365, but it quickly became a habit of sorts and also a record of my year. So I've overrun but I continue with it anyway!