On a cold and frosty morning

icy_leavesEngland and parts of France are currently shivering in temperatures that over here in Sweden can best be described as balmy, fairly warm and a side effect of global warming: – 5 C to – 7 C. It is provoking outbursts like “When did we last wake up to such hard frost?” Well – the  obvious answer is not within living memory….

Now, this isn’t quite true as my sister then went on to say: “Do you remember when?”

The winters of our childhood (well, when we found ourselves in the UK, that is – which wasn’t so often) were always white. And cold. With huge snowdrifts that could gobble you up. And they did!

My dad caught us frolicking in the snow as kids on his cine camera. One moment, I was a be-coated happy figure in hats and gloves, the next I had disappeared from sight. Fallen into the largest snow drift in the garden that, quite literally, covered me from head to foot.

Exit a cold and bawling Lady Fi.

But in recent years, such crisp air and glittering frosts have been sadly lacking: so far and few between that when they do occur, they inspire my sister to rush out with her big camera and get snapping. I’m proud to say that she’s done a great job!

spiders_webA spider’s web becomes a delicate pearl necklace. An ice-coated leaf a hidden treasure glinting in the sun.

Her kids finally get to experience some of the magic of a white winter. Long walks, apple cheeks, bundled up in warm clothes, hot steaming drinks that thaw out cold fingers and toes.

My sister and I so vividly remember school holidays with friends (the boys). Toboganning down steep slopes at hair-raising speeds (not a helmet in sight!), sometimes using our heads as brakes at the bottom of the hill on the hard iron fence. (Yes – it hurt. Thanks for asking. And yes, it does explain quite a bit about me!)

Once, I used my behind as a brake, merrily tearing holes in my trousers and legs. Another time, we hit a huge bump camouflaged as snow. My friend and I were shot up into the air and flung out onto the snow like stranded snowfish, while the old-fashioned wooden sled came crashing down and broke into many pieces. (That was the end of poor Rosebud.)

Oh – those were the good cold days! But imagine waking up to this glorious sight as they did in England yesterday.

frostyThe good cold days are back!

(All photos taken by my sister. N-ice one, sis! Oh – and I promise you some donkey poo stories soon…)

17 responses

  1. mother of the cousins

    lovely comments and photos!


    January 10, 2009 at 16:18

  2. Jen

    Hey, lovely photos! Funny post, yes it always did snow more when we were kids, LOL.

    I am so glad that you caught the gradual reveal in the photos. I was hoping that someone would catch on to it. Funny how I just took those the day before this happened.



    January 10, 2009 at 16:24

  3. ladyfi

    Mother of cousins: Of course the photos are lovely. YOU took them!! 🙂


    January 10, 2009 at 16:35

  4. Po

    if there was so snow like you described I would be so freaking happy!


    January 10, 2009 at 16:58

  5. Your Sis is a wonderful photographer! Does she have her own blog? How nice of her to share! 🙂


    January 10, 2009 at 17:35

  6. Even though it’s so much warmer nowadays, there has been a LOT of snow this winter!! There are some pics way down on my blog, snow more than 60 cm deep. My mum (who’s 60) says she can’t remember any other winter with as much snow as this one – and she’s lived in the vicinity of Sollefteå most of her life.


    January 10, 2009 at 17:39

  7. Amy

    Wonderful photos!!! Really loved the frozen spider web!!! Very cool!!! Don’t you just love global warming…it’s full of surprises!! A lot of the spanish judges at our dog show today couldn’t make it because their flights were cancelled because of snow!!!!!!


    January 10, 2009 at 17:51

  8. ladyfi

    Jen – Yes, I love the way that little guy gradually showed himself!

    Po – Ah.. do you like snow then?

    Far Side – Hurrrmph… OK – they are very good photos. She has a good camera. She has this blog for posting up stuff (LOL!) and FaceBook.

    MT: Oh – very deep snow. Wonderful!

    Amy: Well, there’s snow business like snow business…


    January 10, 2009 at 18:04

  9. SirPe

    Those are some nice pictures, m.o.t.c; great job!


    January 10, 2009 at 20:48

  10. Ahhh Just love the cold and icy weather…Refreshing!


    January 11, 2009 at 01:42

  11. Lee

    Love that cobweb!


    January 11, 2009 at 03:04

  12. Great pictures! I’m not even going to tell you what temps I complain about here after reading your blog for a while.


    January 11, 2009 at 14:52

  13. Yes great pictures I love the spider web! I wanna know where the video is? I’ll bet you were a cute little girl!


    January 11, 2009 at 15:47

  14. I love the cobweb photo. Amazing!

    I find that I’m actually more out and about in the winter weather even though I swear up and down that I am a tropics kind of a girl…


    January 11, 2009 at 16:29

  15. mother of the cousins

    oh yes, LadyFi was a cute lil girl – actually we all were 😉
    er, what happened? we used to pile on top of her but she always kicked us off with high-powered legs! she can fight her corner … don’t cross her!


    January 11, 2009 at 21:24

  16. SirPe

    Trainwreck: The video is on an old VHS tape (itself once transferred from Super 8 cine-film) that I will soon be transferring to DVD. I might also make some small, web-sized clips if I find anything interesting 😉 .


    January 12, 2009 at 10:37

  17. I think that God would have to give me a LOT of grace to handle weather like that on a regular basis…


    January 12, 2009 at 23:28

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