Well it's been an exciting week and anyone reading this who lives in New Zealand will be thinking, 'not more snow photos!'
But they will also know it's not a vary common occurrence to have it snow in Palmerston North, and many of the places that it did snow, so when it does everyone gets very excited.
In the last 10 years the hills opposite my home have had 2 dusting's of snow, and it has been at least 50 years since it snowed like this.
On Monday morning we woke to a pretty dusting of snow on the hills and the promise of a corridor of polar air moving towards us bring severe chills and snow to low levels.
Everyone at work was eager to head off home as the day got darker and grey. It started to snow half an hour before I finished work. The above photo shows what it was like driving home. By the time I got home, this is what awaited me....
H O L Y C O W!!
I'm not sure the sheep were too thrilled about the sudden dip in temperatures. They started to blend into the snow...
And all my daffodils were buckling under the weight of the snow...
And the neighbours farm looked magical in a cold sort of way...
But there was only one thing for it. I took off my smart office jacket and my heels and stockings and put on socks and track pants, coat, scarf and hat and gloves and in my gumboots I ran out to play like a 5 year old.
Honestly it does one's soul good to run around and build snowmen and throw snowballs, and stand with your tongue hanging out trying to catch a snowflake.
It makes you feel alive.
And the next morning...
it was still all there, pristine, pretty and pure.
It made me feel alive
thankful for the beauty I got to witness during the week.
My snowman lasted for 3 days and now there is only a touch of snow here and there on the hills, but the polar blast has disappeared and fine sunny days are forecast.
Can't wait for the sun.