winter wonderland

We spent the weekend in the Peak District with a bunch of friends - and strangers who we didn't know on Friday but who all turned out to be lovely. Saturday was a glorious day and we had the very un-English experience of walking on the hills in about a foot of snow, in the sunshine. We scaled the (not very high) heights of Mam Tor and were rewarded with absolutely beautiful views of the surrounding hills and dales, also shrouded in snow.

One of our group was 24 or so weeks pregnant and inspired me to strive also to be climbing hills, negotiating stiles and walking 6 miles with ease when I'm like a Weeble, possibly wobbling but definitely not falling down.