A Little White Magic

My neighbour's front door

I woke up after my last post greeted by a thick white blanket. I was like an excited little girl.. I grabbed my specs and ran to the different windows of our flat trying to peer out and see what magic happened overnight. Before I left, I made sure I brought out my camera to capture some snow pics. Usually there isn't much to see in this dodgy neighbourhood of mine; there is nothing to rave about, but this day was different. There was a little white magic all around :)

Our backyard now. What a transformation. The same backyard which Min's hubby Derek worked so hard during their visit in summer, helping to pluck out the super overgrown weeds. (btw good job Derek- the weeds haven't come back ever since!)

Love the texture of this pic

Right outside at our doorstep, please don't mind the dodgy looking flats in the background.. instead look at how buried the plants are.

Just across the road from ours is Millwall Park. Completely completely white. Guess what, I purposely made a little detour in the park so I could sink my boots into the snow. Quickly snapped a few photos discreetly before passers-by could give me the look.

And just when I thought that's it, more snow came the same evening.. and non stop till the next morning! In comparison, yesterday's snow was nothing.

You can see that it's still snowing.

My neighbour's tree looks like it's covered with icing sugar

Our other neighbour's backyard. Have no idea why there is a well defined rectangle.

Our carpark early in the morning

The road has disappeared now..

And this dog was out with her owner waiting to play in the snow

Again, Millwall Park. And again, I made the same detour to sink my boots into the thicker snow :)

The pristine white scene, the beauty of winter

p.s. Whilst most people like Sabrina and myself were happy with the snow, transport almost came to a standstill. Lots of trains were cancelled and delays everywhere. I had to squeeze with twice the number of people in the train, and it took me twice the amount of time to get to work. :(

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