We stand at winters' gate, across the threshold we'll enter what are notionally the hardest months of the year, so it was apt that light snow and frigid conditions accompanied us on our roam this morning. When I say 'light' snow, although it was visible it really was ephemeral, instantly evaporating on contact with any surface. I don't so much mind the cold, so long as it's dry, wet and cold on the other hand, that's just nasty.
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