That there’s snow again at the beginning of January, when the old snow is still lying around, is something that hasn’t happened here in a long time. The prolonged cold spell makes it possible. The brown desolation of the long, damp autumn lies under a 5 cm thick blanket of white. How much more inviting the garden is now – especially in the sunshine. Plants and things are visible now that are usually overlooked. Including the tracks of cats and martens crossing the pond.
