|A mandarin in the snow|
|A very different way of viewing an olive tree|
KP stunned by by pulling up outside in the beastie! He'd done it! He'd dug her out. Amazing. I really thought she was going to be there for days, and no way would she come out without the help of a tractor and tow rope. And there they were, both looking a little sheepish. But there was still a lot of work to be done to the drive to get her back into her rightful home, so we set to work with the shovels. KP starting from one end, me from the other.
Eventually, sometime later, KP was manipulating her cautiously into the drive so that she was out of the way but in a position to get out again should the weather turn bad once more. Job sorted. We then finished the trench to the house together before looking back and surveying our work. A good morning's labour, big satisfaction and a big pat on the back.
|A beautiful Serra in the snow|
Skiing was out of the question, but a good walk was not, so long as we followed the roads with no off-piste discovery adventures and antics. Still a little shaky after the narrow escape of yesterday, and with the distinct feeling that we may just have used up all our nine lives in one hit, we did actually, amazingly, stick to the roads. Some, admittedly, barely roads at all as they were hidden under mounds of snow, but we were unusually cautious when decisions over direction needed to be made.
|KP and the view across the valley|