An end of winter

After a couple of weeks with plenty of snow, including heavy falls Thursday night, which made the homeward journey less than fun, Friday dawned grey and slushy, and revealed a newcomer to the neighbourhood, a ginger and white just-past-kitten that took refuge from a passing car by treeing itself in the plum tree, to the disgust of the birds trying to use the feeder.

Kitten in a tree

By evening, roads were dry, and although there was some frost on the windscreen when driving home from visiting friends (and being on the road at epoch time 1234567890), the weather was clearly on the turn.

Saturday started cold, but by midday it was bright and sunny enough that I didn't want heavy gloves or my jacket zipped up while cycling. Snow was clearly on the retreat to corners where shade lingered all day.

An end to winter

Taking the car out for shopping and filling up, I could see that just a few miles made quite a difference -- the higher ground south of Royston was still snow covered, even on fields with a slight southern aspect, like the village green at Reed (where the roads were also still thick with slush).