The snow falling as I arrived home last night, the talk on the radio of closed “snow gates”, cancelled Eurostar trains, long delays at Gatwick and lurid tales of passengers trapped in their cars overnight on a motorway convinced me it was back to the snow gear. But checking the weather out the window I was shocked to see not a tiniest scrap of white on the grass, in the tree branches on top of the car roofs, and instead a blue, blue sky. It seemed very apt to shoot soft white shapes counterpointed against this cornflower blue sky so delicate white blossom sprang to mind.
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