Posts tagged ‘snow’

Antarctica.

Last night, or so we’re reliably informed, was the equal coldest night ever recorded in the UK, with temps dipping to minus 22C or thereabouts, the same as at the South Pole.  Here in “balmy” Devon we dropped to minus 14C, easily cold enough to have potentially devastating consequences for some of the rare trees, shrubs and bamboos that inhabit our garden….we won’t know what damage has occurred until Spring, but in the meantime our bore-hole fed water supply has frozen and pipes burst, flooding the kitchen. The river has also frozen over (for only the third time in the last 25 years), we’ve had no post delivery for days and none of our cars can make it out of our entrance drive….so clearly the only thing left to do right now is go and play in the snow:

Our Valley.

Gotta Have A Stick.

Then Have a Stick Wrestle.

At the bottom of the garden.

Snow hoover.

Helping Adam to make a Snow bunny.

Finished!

1 flattened Giant Bamboo (foreground) & 12 snowy Redwoods (background)

Hock-deep in the snow.

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08/01/2010 at 19:52 2 comments

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow.

Rewarded for Sitting for Tim.

Rewarded for Sitting for Tim.

Sticking her tongue out at The Man.

Sticking her tongue out at The Man.

06/02/2009 at 03:27 Leave a comment

The Money Shot!

Snow Nose.

Snow Nose.

04/02/2009 at 03:37 Leave a comment

Walking in A Winter Wonderland…

kentbKent Brockman: “Roads closed, pipes frozen, albinos …virtually invisible. The National Weather Service has upgraded Springfield’s North Devon’s blizzard from “Winter Wonderland” to a “Class 3 Kill-Storm”!

Marge: I don’t like the sound of that “class 3”.

After yesterdays smattering of snow, we awoke (like the rest of the country) to find a good six inches or so covering everything in sight. Very Christmas picture-postcardy.

Into the Garden under Snow.

Into the Garden under Snow.

People all over the county spent the night trapped in their cars or without electricity, it even made the national news. We lost electricity for about 4 hours and wondered how long it would be before we were foraging like wild animals for soya cappuccino and novelty USB Memory Sticks.

To celebrate Phoenix’s three month birthday and

Cake + Dog + National Emergency = PARTY TIME!

We *heart* National Emergencies.

Adam’s 43rd, it was decided that snow+cake+dog+national state of emergency= PARTY TIME!

Phoenix was quite delighted with the transformation of the garden landscape as she variously tried romping, eating, digging, chasing and rolling in the snow. We had a** lot** of fun; the pictures tell the story much better than we can…. Sorry about the messy layout but WordPress seems to be a bit temperamental with multiple picture posts.

With Tim in the Snow.

With Tim in the Snow.

Did we mention the cake?

Did we mention the cake?

Running in the Snow.

Running in the Snow.

Snuffling SNow.

Snuffling Snow.

03/02/2009 at 17:25 Leave a comment

We were really making Snow Angels.

Chasing Adam.

Chasing Adam.

Catching Adam.

Catching Adam.

Bringing Adam down like a wounded Gnu.

Bringing Adam down like a wounded Gnu.

03/02/2009 at 17:24 Leave a comment

Nearly a Point!

Nearly a Point!

Off into the Wild Blue Yonder.

Off into the Wild Blue Yonder.

03/02/2009 at 17:23 Leave a comment

Uh-Oh Snow…

Bouncyin the First Snow.

Bouncy in the First Snow.

We didn’t make it to Puppy Gurus because of the extreme weather – snow fluttered down and cars crashed everywhere, stopping us from getting out of the little valley we live in. Tim was particularly peeved because he’d been working on the whole sit-stand-down thing all week, and had primed Phoenix for a perfect performance* in front of the doggy posse. Oh well.

* OK passable performance if truth be told, but this is the internet and everybody lies on the internet,  so we’re sticking with perfect!

02/02/2009 at 17:01 Leave a comment


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