A perfect storm?

Last year, I laid out my rules for snow club. After this, there was must discussion about snow days and the perfect timing for snow fall versus work/school/life in general. The consensus was that it would be to have an overnight snowfall on the weekend and then a rapid thaw so life went back to normal on Monday morning.

On Saturday night after much obsessive checking of the weather forecast, we had that snow. Ok, when I opened the curtains on Sunday morning ready to be confronted by a snowy winter wonderland, it wasn't quite as much as I'd hoped for, but it was there. Snow; on the weekend - the perfect storm.

Last year we bought some sledges long after the snow had gone (as they were all sold out when there was a hint of snow). And finally we got to use them on the local school sports grounds where there is this great hill. This is the top.

I haven't managed to capture it below, but at the bottom is a bit pile of slushy mud-snow. After being deposited in it, my daughter went home for an early bath leaving me and the boy to enjoy the more gradual hills without a slushy mess to land in.

We spent a lovely and exhausting hour trudging up and sliding back down (him) running down (me) the snowy slopes.

Back home, I think I may have finally found the perfect backdrop to photograph the dog, she camouflages into the background in all my other photos.

I love the way her ears fly out at the sides when she runs. Like a jet, or something equally fast, I bet it happens to cheetahs too.