Thus wrote William Shakespeare over 400 years ago. Wednesday night's deep snow partially melted in the sun yesterday but froze again when the sun went down, producing thousands of lovely icicles as the photos show. But it also turned the lane outside our house into a skating rink. This afternoon we walked (or should I say "skidded") the 500 yards down the lane to the Village Shop to get some essential supplies. Fortunately we have not had to drive anywhere today - Jenny's talks yesterday and today were cancelled because of the weather.
