My garden is likened to Baked Alaska at the moment as the fluffy white stuff insulates a layer of impacted snow and sheet ice. The birds have no chance of a breakthrough for a while yet!
The fifty yard pathway from my door to the roadside has to be tackled in the same manner that a tightrope walker would, holding my breath, spreading my arms and then going for it. Mission achieved eventually but nil points for my tentative dancing on ice!
I’m warm enough in my living room but I’ve got a layer of ice on the flap of my metal letterbox! Not so unusual on the outside….but on the inside?!
Brrrrrring on the Summer!!!! J