A frosty London Fields

We haven't had any proper snow, i.e. more than a light dusting, in London for a couple of years now. I miss it. Instagram is killing me at the moment. Between the glorious days of sunshine my friends are enjoying in New Zealand and Australia, to the heavy blizzards and snow in New York, it's envy-making.. I can't really complain though. We've had plenty of beautiful frosty mornings lately, where Jack Frost has danced his way through town making everything glisten magically.

A frosty winter London fields morning

And finally, a light sprinkling of icing sugary snow.

Snowy London Fields

"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” 

Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

I wish I could go to sleep like the seeds some days and wake again in the warmer days of spring.