The original plan for the Wonky group was for a trip to the coast today, however, after seeing the forecast on the Friday night we opted postpone until the weather was less inclement (OK, yes, we wimped out).
On awakening on Sunday and drawing back the curtains I was amazed to see there had been so much snow. I made a big bowl of porridge and topped it with raisins soaked in rum (there's no finer way to start a Winter's day), washed down with a strong black coffee.
My wife and I decided on a stroll around the village and I packed my camera and a couple of zooms into a rucksack and we headed off around 10am.
The images below are not prize-winners but help to communicate the drama of the snow and the community spirit in the village. [All images are taken within 1Km of the village centre with 24-105 and 70-200 lenses].
Great Chart village
Just opposite us is a public footpath that heads up the village through the Millennium Wood and then on to the church.
|We weren't the only ones out enjoying the morning|
|With not a breath of wind, snow was stacked on even the smallest branches|
|A few berries from one of the few holly branches that was not harvested by the locals at Christmas|
|The Millennium Wood|
|From the top of the hill looking back over Ashford. One can just make out the shape of the Charter Building top left.|
|The White House had a white roof too!|
|Drifting snow had decorated the stone work|
|The Old School doorway|
|The village's Millennium sign|
The village of Great Chart is mentioned in the Doomsday Book, which is referenced on the village sign.
|No prizes for guessing when the churchyard gate was built|
|The church is difficult to photograph up close but this vantage point from just down the hill was the best I could find|
|The best pub in the village|
The Hoodener's Horse is of special significance as it is also where we hold the Wonky Horizons committee meetings. As one can imagine, we don't have very taxing agendas!
|The snow reached half way up The Street|
Toward Godington Park
At the bottom of the village we headed off down the footpath that skirts the cricket pitch and leads to Godington Park.
|The view to the west|
|Next stop, Pluckley. Note the plume of snow being whipped up by the train|
|We then crossed the (partly frozen) Stour|
|Julia getting impatient with me as I take more photos! [Stop moaning and stand still just there dear....]|
Over the last few years a fresh set of trees has been planted in the park. The protective surrounds help to give some definition to the bleak landscape. [By now the breeze was picking up and the long-distance shots were getting a bit hazy though]
|Families out with their sleds|
|Could not resist a bit of 'Topaz' on this one|
|Freedom to roam. The park is a great space for dog walking|
|At the way marker we turned round and headed back to the village -well, the Hoodie would be open in ten minutes!|
|A bit more Topaz.|
The fences and trees really stand out against the snow, rather than blending in with all the other mid-tones on a normal day.
|One of those 'if I won The Lottery' houses . . .|
|We were not the only ones heading for the Hoodie.|
|Having fun in the snow and standing still (momentarily) for me to take a portrait|
|. . . and again - so cute!|
|The village cricket ground|
|Two minutes to midday - just enough time for a couple of snaps|
|Now that's what I call a pub!|
|Steve and Holly (that pint looks good . . .)|
I had a chat with Steve in the pub and we shared details (and half a gallon of Tribute)
|My favourite beer of all time and my evening choice. Bit too strong for lunchtime.|
|One of Cornwall's finest and the perfect lunchtime/session beer|
|Contents of our woodshed|
I'm glad to say we hadn't!
|Love that glow|