Counting - 2....snow snow snow

Counting again - 2nd day in December.

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A tap at the office window makes all three of us look up to see my boys. My two boys with smiling rosy cheeked faces. It's time to go home and they'r here to collect me. I wrap up warmly until I think can not possibly bend to put my wellies on. ......Then have to bend to put my wellies on - oof.

The squeaky crunch of frosty snow crystals intrigue me. Each footstep we make has a musical sound to it. We turn from work and instead of heading home, we set off towards town. I have three things I must do, and the boys, ever keen for adventure and spontaneous escapades are happy to join in.

1. My first on the to-do-list  - is to entertain them, so that one is already happily ticked off as they kick snow, find huge icicles and help me look for the 2nd item on my list
2. Find numbers - for my self imposed 'Counting down' initially towards the 12 days of Christmas and then the count down to the new year. We stop and photograph speed signs and light posts, we look high and low and find enough to keep me happy.  
3. And thirdly - I need to pick up a gift or two.

The village is quiet, hardly any cars despite the road being passable. There definitely more walking happening and less driving which is a good thing. We pass several other bulkily wrapped locals and mutually nod a scarf-muffled greeting. 

Mission accomplished we return accompanied by the squeaky crunch foot steps. The kettle is calling and I am ready for that cup of tea!

Snowy views through our village.