February Snow: Bath

This morning's overcast sky brought drifting mist over the snow capped hills in Ashton Court. Dots of green are showing through the thinning ice like holes on cheese. When late afternoon came, the snow has retreated further up the hill as the deer herd moved to the thawed lower slopes to feed. Again the sky is painted with many vivid colors as the sun's dying rays were filtered through layers upon layer of clouds, each with their individual silver linings, reflections and shadows. I do not know if snow will fall in Bristol again this winter, being so scares, not entirely unlike desert rain, that brought so much change, and a fleeting cheer to the air.

I will end this chapter of February Snow Chronicles with my visit to Bath again last Saturday, the day after the worst of the snowstorm, the day which the airports were back to some semblance of normality after the mega interruption.

The city center was as busy as always, with live human statues, street performers and bands entertaining locals and tourists alike.

While little snow remained in the area around the Abbey and shops, the hills surrounding the historical city were still white, including the Royal Crescent area. The beautiful Georgian architecture was bathed in a brief golden glow under the setting sun.

Opposite the buildings on the park, there was still enough clean snow for snow ball fights. I find the green circles under each tree more fascinating still. The emerald shapes were especially obvious when seen from afar on a moving train.

And finally as we head to the train station at night, we saw this Gothic scene.

May kinder weathers and better days be ahead. If it snow any more in Bristol, one would start to wonder if the day after tomorrow is coming true.