Hoarfrost

Over the Christmas holiday, we had some fairly unusual weather in Sheffield. After a dewy, foggy night, the temperature dipped below freezing—and the area was covered in hoarfrost. It was magical & it was appropriate that we were listening to Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker.

Whilst my son fell asleep in the car, we went for a drive around the countryside—Loxley (of Robin Hood fame), Ughill & Dungworth (great names, those) and finally Strines (home to a 12th-century pub). Here are some photos I took.