As you may have gathered I was rather excited by the snow, and eagerly headed outside on Thursday to see how the world looked. The streets were very quiet and it was pleasant to walk around / stand in the middle of the road taking pictures. I headed down to Holy Trinity Church, which I thought might be pretty:
Just around the corner in Avonbank Gardens there were a couple of families building snowmen:
which scared this dog so much that he refused to move:
A few brave souls were making their way down the other side of the river:
It was still snowing for the first half-hour, and I was trying to keep my camera protected from the worst. Unfortunately this made my lens steam up. I nipped into the eaves of the brass rubbing centre to try to clean it up, and was followed by the aforementioned dog, who seemed unimpressed with the cold:
I removed the UV filter as a temporary fix, and happily it stopped snowing a couple of minutes later so the fogging didn’t recur. I walked along to the theatre, where somebody had built this:
Isn’t he great! He even looks like an actor, albeit an evil one. Alan Rickman, perhaps. The gardens and basin were very wintry:
and across the river was this madman:
I can think of no reason anybody would do that. At this point my memory card filled up, and I scrapped some of the obviously dodgy shots as I walked the loop back to the flat. The river was perhaps busier than the path:
I came home and grabbed some lunch while thawing out, then in the afternoon headed away from town, following the river. The world quickly turned black and white:
On the left-hand side are people sledging. I was very jealous – I don’t think I’ve ever been sledging in the snow. I managed, quite by accident, to capture somebody falling off one:
I include the other not-terribly-good picture because I nearly died taking it. Well, ‘nearly died’ is perhaps an exaggeration. ‘Fell on my ass in the snow while attempting to climb a minor incline’ would be a more accurate description. My camera lens went straight into the snow at the same time, but happily survived. I was glad there was nobody around. For some reason I then decided to take my usual walking route, which included really quite treacherous steps:
The muffling effect of the snow made the path through the woods very quiet. The other side was deserted, and for a while it felt like I was in the middle of nowhere. So I made Boris:
and left him there. Hopefully he gave somebody a laugh. The rest of the walk was very peaceful.
At this point my camera battery failed (unimpressed). It was getting dark and starting to spit, so I looped back home and found the heating had died 🙂 It was fun to walk around – the full Flickr set is here – although I had nobody to start a snowball fight with. It’s not really winter unless you have a snowball fight.