I have been longing for some snow but there has been none. We haven’t even had a proper frost, that is, not until this morning and the first real frost did not disappoint me. I used to love frosty mornings when we lived in Christchurch with the sound and the sensation of crunchy grass beneath your feet and the icing sugar coating on pavements and rooftops. York’s frost was spectacular though, I have to say. I’ve captured it on camera to share.

These are the sights I’ve been lucky enough to behold everyday for the past 6 months. I’m not sure whether you’ve noticed but the best thing about them is that there’s not a single car in sight. Just people.