Good neighbours.

Here we go again!

A sunny morning suddenly turned into heavy snowfall at lunch time.

Now the garden is white.

It's good to be part of a small community though.

Gazing out at the snow I saw my neighbour opposite waving. Not certain if he was waving for help, (he's 92) or just waving, I grabbed my boots and ran across. 

He just wanted to tell me he was fine and had a larder full of food!

A little later there was a knock at the door, and another kind neighbour called to see if we needed any shopping.

I had done a shop run yesterday so we have all we need.

Then an ambulance arrived for yet another gentleman, a lovely man who insists on taking our wastebins down to the kerb on recycling day. There was a small flurry of concerned phone calls between several of us.

His next door neighbour is looking after him and has accompanied him into hospital.

I believe that further up the country the snow is much heavier and people are already stuck on main roads. Staying in by the fire feels good.