Sunshine cannot bleach the snow, Nor time unmake what poets know. — Emerson
Snowed Friday afternoon, then again Friday night.
Saturday I left it too late to be worth going out for a walk.
Last afternoon I decided to go for a country walk.
Up Church Hill, past Washingborough Hall.
I had a chat with the local farmer who had the last couple of days dug several hundred tonnes of sugar beet out of the ground.
Up to the top, over the main road, and along Cliff Lane.
The roads had been cleared, the paths unpleasant slush where the snow had melted.
Cliff Lane was hard compressed snow, very slippery. I was sliding more than walking, but just managed to keep my balance.
More snow is expected tonight
Tags: Late afternoon walk in the snow, Lincoln, snow, Washingborough
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