As the day is fading, on White Houses

These silly little wounds will never mend, I feel so far from where I've been

So I go, and I will not be back here again. I'm gone as the day is fading, on White Houses...

I love a sunny day in January because the sky looks all pearly and lit up and everything feels fresh. Maybe a promise of spring?

This is how much snow we got yesterday evening, though it's thinned out a lot since then. About 8pm last night it was snowing so much I took my sisters and brother round to the park - it was pitch black and Bridget was in her pyjamas - and we played tig in the snow! It's good to make the most of it while you can because it can fade so quickly. Today there's still plenty on the ground but it's nothing like the fresh white sheet you get when snow first falls, it's marked with muddy footprints.

Have you got snow?