The drainage ditches beside the paths were still frozen and there were patches of virgin snow dotted amongst the dead grasses. In places the puddles had frozen over more than once and the water underneath had dropped a little between freezings. The result was a filigree, layered effect like frozen, transparent puff-pastry.
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
I can't remember the last time we had such a long-lasting cold snap. This morning, Malcolm and I went for a shortish walk as it was doing it's best to rain/sleet/snow or whatever. It was still very icy under foot and the paths, although mostly clear of ice or snow now, were still treacherous in parts. No more so than where the water had flowed over the path and refrozen over night.