This morning I woke up in Narnia. Another soft blanket of snow fell overnight and as the sun rose the world from my window looked very beautiful. No sign of the white witch’s sleigh though!
The scene starting disappearing quite soon. As the sun rose higher, the snow dusting the coniferous leaves and branches melted first, followed by the roads and paths. The gardens still have some snow, where eager gloved hands haven't been grabbing handfuls to make snowballs yet. But the world is a lot less white, I'm assuming Aslan is melting the magical winter!