It snowed. At the beginning of December. So rare in the Forest. Harry’s lead walks and a broken car meant we didn’t get out to enjoy it until today. We let him have a little time off lead today, just to see how he’s going on and oh, did he make the most of it!
Before that, I would like to pay tribute to my beautiful little bunny Tiggy, who left us today. She had many health problems and coped so well with them, making it to nearly ten years old which was amazing. RIP Tiggy, we will all miss you.
Tiggy, when a very young little lady, always one for food!
Tiggy reclining in a terracotta pipe, a wonderful place to keep cool.
One more digression, Ringwood Market Place lit up for Christmas and snow to boot! Perfect for the parade and Santa visiting tomorrow evening!
The frost this morning is just about the most striking I’ve ever seen.
The road bridge at Linford, the morning is misty and gloomy. With the roads so dicey, Linford Bottom is as quiet as can be.
Linford Brook, looking upstream from the bridge.
Looking back towards Linford Green, the gorse laden with snow.
Zooming in, Hangersley Hill is shrouded in mist.
Harry makes the most of his freedom and rolls for joy in the snow.
OK, now it looks more like break dancing!
The gate into the south west side of Great Linford Inclosure, a snowy invitation that we must ignore this morning.
Harry manages a brief standstill beside a tree, watching a car driving cautiously over the bridge.
Back to Linford Green, the stone bridge crossing the Linford Brook. The sun makes an attempt at appearance that is soon thwarted.
In the afternoon, the sun makes a more concerted effort and manages a respectable sunset.
At Smugglers Road, this lovely tree coated in that amazing frost.
Further up the hill, a fine Scots Pine with the last vestiges of the sunset behind.
Castle Hill, an iron age hill fort, blue in the dying light.
The Smugglers Road, passage for the traders of old from Christchurch into the Forest where they could sell their goods and avoid the authorities.
A snowy panorama, stretching from Castle Hill over Cranes Moor and up onto the Smugglers Road. Click on the image for a larger version.
Zooming in a bit on Cranes Moor to the south of us, stretching away towards Dur Hill Inclosure.
Looking north towards Hightown Common across Foulford Bottom.
The whole of Castle Hill.
As we take the path down off the Smugglers Road, the shapes of the hillsides above Broad Bottom are accentuated by the snow on the heather.
Finally, just before the light makes photography completely impossible, a tall birch against the last of it.