The view from my back garden is spectacular. The withered hydrangea flowers covered with snow look like large pompoms. Every branch is outlined with snow and the top of the native hedges around the garden look as though they have been iced by a giant hand.
In spite of the intense cold I am glad to be in England. When I lived in Kenya for 20 years I missed the changing seasons, each one with its own beauty. However, I do miss the Kenyan coast with coconut plams, white sand and warm sea, I also miss the trips to National Parks in the days when I saw herds of elephants, lions, giraffes zebras, wildebeeste and many other animals. Yet, today, I would not exchange my somewhat privileged life for my life in England.