It's been so cold here lately. So so so cold, hence the skiing jacket and woolly hat. I thought it was getting warmer but apparently the weather has decided it's going to be a stupid pleb. Yesterday it was an absolutely stunning day until about half 12 when it suddenly started snowing/hailing. Seriously? Of course, true to the Scottish weather pattern, about four minutes later it was a glorious sunny day again. I was so confused. Anyway, I went rock climbing with my mum and we spent almost the whole day at the climbing arena -which is possibly the coldest indoor room you could ever be in. We were shivering like a couple of out of control back massagers after half an hour.
Today I went for a walk around the resevoir, which is quite open and although the sun was shining the whole way, it was still freezing:
I always find that cold days are excellent for pictures. I took my camera with me and I got quite a lot of really nice shots. I managed to slip in a pile of mud and was completely covered in it but apart from that, I enjoyed myself. Even the nippy cold became strangely pleasant after a while.