A touch of snow

The weather remains awful. Even the BBC has woken up to just how bad it is :https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c20zv56626zo  Aberdeen did manage to get half an hour of sunshine yesterday which I'm sure was welcome.

Seven dead Puffins and two dead Little Auks down on the beach. The strong winds have exhausted them and they've drowned. The weather must be truly awful to cull these feisty wee birds who choose to make our cold waters their home. The farmers sixteen year old will be sent out to pick up the carcasses to give them a proper burial when he gets back from school. Avian flu is still a thing.

Looks to me as if the multi coloured roses haven't  been selling. The closer we get to Valentines Day the more demand from forgetful Romeos will increase.

Town, as you can see, is quiet. No one in their right mind would be about and about in this weather. Snow is forecast. For our morning walk the rain opts to segue into sleet.

While I speak to the Manhattanites 'The Font' goes to a student music competition. An 18 year old from China wins 1st prize. One of the joys of living in a small town with a university is access to world class music. The judges provide advice that is warm, practical and kind.

Even the chocolate cafe is empty. The weather is bad enough to deter even the most ardent chocoholics. The cafe has the air conditioning running which is not what you need on a cold February morning. We drink our espressos quickly.

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