Yesterday we had the biggest dump of snow since moving here 20 years ago, it was about 40cm deep by late evening. Gregor had taken 10 hours to get from Aberdeen to Perth, which was as far as he could get. He ended up sleeping in the mini under a duvet that he bought at the 24/7 Tesco supermarket. The next morning very little was moving, the garden birds had moved in under the car which was a virtual snow cave. Several trees had lost branches under the weight of the snow.
When I arrived at the co-op to buy a paper and some milk I was told I was the only one daft enough to come out looking for a paper. The post office was to receive no mail for the first time in the memory of Ros, the postmistress, and she has been there 25 years at least. There was slow progress on the roads which had been ploughed but the virgin snow pavements were impassable.
We dug out the drive and eventually managed to drive over to Loch Venachar to take provisions to Granny, who was in good spirits. We saw two buzzards feasting on road kills and two pheasants sheltering in a roadside bush looking like baubles on a Christmas tree. Travelling back we watched the sunset over the Lake of Menteith and I made a surprisingly good curry from the contents of the fridge. Winter!
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| Lake of Menteith |
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| Creag Mhor from the play park |
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Baillie Nichol Jarvie
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