Swimming (and walking) in the snow while soaking up the beauty of nature.
I think I might have got hooked on sea swimming, just a little, perhaps? Last week I saw that snow was forecast and my first thought was "great, I can swim while the beach is covered in snow". I have been excited for days that our little seaside town might get snow that actually settles on the ground rather than the mushy wet slush we've had. I've not seen snow for years and while we are starting month FOUR of pretty much "lockdown" in this area, snow is beyond exciting. It means I can have a mini-adventure right from my house and see the world looking all sparkly and white. Snow feels like a change, a much needed break from the monotony and routine of these weeks of "staying at home". I was so excited yesterday morning when I woke expecting swathes of pristine, not-yet-walked-on snow. As I opened the curtains, my heart sank just a little because the snow wasn't settling. But there were delicate snowflakes coming down alongside the free