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The wettish snow continued for most of the day and when I had a spare 20 minutes for a drawing the studio window was too streaky for me to see out so instead I picked up the binoculars and put them on a cardboard box on the desk to bring them nearer to my eye level.
In the late afternoon when it had stopped snowing we walked out along
the road and found that the raw, damp cold hadn't put the birds off; one
or two of them were singing. The snow hadn't settled much on the ground
but it was still sprinkled on evergreen garden shrubs, so that - as Barbara
commented - it looked like white blossom. Richard Bell, richard@willowisland.co.uk |