On coming home

I flew home* on Saturday.

I landed, and was presented with two of my favourite things:

Chocolate

(which they handed out on the plane as we got off)

and

Snow

(which you can barely see in my blurry photo).

Isn’t that awesome?

It was even more awesome the next day.

Tthere was enough to make footprints in 🙂

And to admire

And to brush off the van

And it was at least 25 degrees  (centigrade) colder than the day before…

 

* in this case “home” means Berlin, Germany. Often it means my parents’ house in Southern England.