Winter

Well, winter is often a slow season for me. I don't enjoy the cold and rain whilst snow isn't a common thing in Northern England. When it does snow it gives me a little incentive to go and see how it alters the landscape.

One thing a sprinkling of snow did this year was give Winter Hill a suitable appearance for it's name.

The lowlands weren't quite so fortunate and the small amount of snow that they saw was rapidly melting but it still got my attention.