That moment when you look outside and see tracks – big(ish) ones. I love how the snow reveals everything. But when the tracks just appear out of the distant dark, there’s that extra kick of something potentially sinister on its way.
I know, it doesn’t have to be sinister, but why else do we have an imagination?
Of course, the sinister something made a beeline for the washing!
Which reminds me… We hung our washing out in minus degrees during the winter when the sun didn’t shine for four months. Sure, it never rained, there was hardly any humidity, the wind could be ferocious, and we had to dust the snow off before bringing the washing in, but I’m thinking, in these energy costly times, there are alternatives to tumble dryers. 😉