1. My hands overheat themselves to compensate for the previous coldness. The warmth tingles. (This happened multiple times today, possibly not a good thing!)
2. Lily loves the snow. It is perhaps her most favourite thing, alongside eggs, being under the duvet and flat, lawned gardens. And the sea, and shoes, and the beck… Anyway, we love the snow because Lily loves the snow.
3. The white world turns a soft mauve at dusk. I sit down with a cup of hot, sweet Earl Grey tea in my new favourite (terribly tactile) cup.
4. We listen to archaeology lectures and make stupid jokes while I sew hundreds of long straight lines in the most perfect blue.