At long last, snow has finally arrived in Castle Douglas. Just before heading for bed I noticed that it was beginning to fall and settle, but was convinced it would turn to rain through the night, leaving no sign of it come the morning. But I was wrong.
Much to my surprise about 8 inches of snow settled and the garden was covered in a soft white blanket. Not only is this my first real snow of this winter, but it's the biggest amount I've seen in one go for years.
I was quite amazed at the intensity of feeling I was overwhelmed with. It tapped right into the pathways laid down in childhood and I could barely contain my excitement. So after breakfast it was out into the garden for a snowball fight with Rogan. Meg came out for a while and the three of us built a snowman while Maggie watched from the cosy warmth of the house.
While making a snow angel, Rogan discovered that with the snow this thick he could literally throw himself at the ground without it hurting - as the snow compacted beneath him it absorbed the shock.
After a tentative experiment myself, it wasn't long before the two of us were running around, hurling ourselves at patches of virgin snow wherever we could find them in the garden.
It was so much fun I was giggling like a child again. I really need more things like that in my life.
You can click on any of the photos below to take you larger versions. The first two are of the main street in Castle Douglas and the final one is of the snowman and triumphant builders that I promised a couple of posts ago.