Britain is just not equipped for the white stuff. Every year it comes unannounced. Every year we skive, sorry, can't make it in to work because of treacherous driving conditions. So why don't we prepare ourselves for the weather?
I love the white stuff; it's pure and clean. It's reflective properties illuminate the city/village/countryside. It gives a new lease of life to the surroundings, wrapping them up, covering the less attractive elements. And, most importantly, it fun!
The pom-pom is a decoration left over from a special event that took place in our garden. I'll reveal that at a later date. It was a magical affair and the pom-poms around the door are a lovely reminder whenever I come home!