It is only January, after all, and so it is hardly surprising that winter has come back after what was - apart from the first week or so - a very mild December with spring-like temperatures and the birds singing as if they were about to start nest-building over the next few days.
Last night, while I was enjoying some excellent food at a relatively posh Italian restaurant with friends, it started to snow. It is still snowing now; not much, but enough for the world outside my kitchen window to look like this:
If you look at the bottom of the large house on the left of the picture, maybe you can make out a row of shrubs forming a short hedge.
These are gorse, I think, and for the past few days they looked beautiful with their yellow flowers, creating a spec of colour while no other flowers were out just yet.
As you can see in the close-up (sorry about the somewhat blurred quality), the gorse is now covered in snow, and I'm afraid all the flowers will die.
But such is nature's way, and all I can do is wrap up warmly before I leave the house, and be glad about the heating system working so well in my comfortable flat.