Moving house couldn't have come at a better time as well, a cold front hit us within days of shifting up the hill, followed by a good dump of snow. Snow fields have begun to open and winter begins! Fire the (snow) cannons.
Little John nearly got snowed in until I saved him. That boy is always getting into trouble and relying on me to bail him out! He lost his fishing rod though. Shame.
Believe it or not the view from the new place is even better than the last. Even at dawn. With low cloud.