Last Sunday morning looked like a Christmas postcard - the scenery was incredibly white, with the ground and the trees covered with a thick layer of fresh snow. No wind was blowing, so everything reminded a white fairy tale. The only problem is that it was not Christmas!..
At the end of March you usually expect violets and blooming snowdrops, not enormous heaps of snow. Still, the sun (!!!) was too bright to be ignored, so we layered-up (including our dog) and went for a walk in our local park. Need I say that it was the best decision of that day?
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