London ground to a halt this morning as 15cm of snow fell overnight. Buses and trains weren't running, cars wouldn't start and weather warnings told people not to travel unless they had to.
So, instead of going into work this Monday, it seemed everyone was in the local park, wrapped up warm with their toboggans or cameras. There were snowball fights, snowmen being built and people out enjoying the magical winter wonderland their city had suddenly been transformed into.
We might not have had a white yule, but we are certainly having a white imbolc and a surprise holiday to mark the occasion.
Despite my own delight at the snow, I do feel sorry for those who have to travel today, those without heating or proper homes and the wild creatures that will struggle to find food and shelter.
Time to put out seeds for the birds and kitchen scraps for the foxes and other wild creatures.