For the past two days we have had a hoar-frost. Now I had heard of it before but never experienced it. Apparently it is a type of frost that forms when objects become colder than the air around them. Whatever – it certainly is beautiful. The very soft ice spikes that form over everything are very fragile and when the air is disturbed around the trees, by a car going past for example, you get covered by a fine, white rain.
Before we left NZ we did ask for a good, cold winter this year, preferably with snow, so I guess we are partly to blame. Be careful what you ask for. I really am glad I didn’t leave my heavy, boiled wool coat behind as I was going to, I have had many admiring comments and a few threats to spirit it away when I am not looking.
It was -12.5 in Hay at nine yesterday morning. -7 this morning so we are warming up slightly, not that you would notice. It is so cold outside that your face feels frozen within a minute of going out. It is quite exhilarating and we are fortunate to have had some incredibly clear, shining days.
I try to go out most days, yesterday to visit my friend Emanation and see her newest pets – four crested geckos. She and her family have had an early Christmas present in the shape of a grant to install double glazing – you really do need it here. So I got to admire the new windows and doors as well as how much warmer their lovely little home is.
I am now officially on holiday. I have decided that what I need is a long break consisting of staying in bed for as long as I want, reading as long as I want, taking gentle, pleasing walks whenever the mood takes me and generally slothing about until I feel better, hopefully before complete penury. My friend Leslie – of the Life in Hay blog – has lent me an enormous book (800 pages), it is by Sharon Penman and is called Here Be Dragons. It is a vast, incredibly well researched historical novel about Wales, France and England, set in the 13th century. I have started it and am hooked. I have several series of The Wire to watch, and many, many craft project to attempt if I so desire.
At the end of all this slothing about (all good things have to come to an end sometime), I am hoping to SPRING into action and find myself a nice, little job that is not horrible. Well that is the plan, and as my good friend Katyboo has said recently – you should always have a plan.
Here are some photos of our walk last weekend –