Actually I wanted to entitle this “The North West wind doth blow…” but, unfortunately WordPress won’t let me use ‘strikethrough’ in the title. The wind, here, isn’t coming from the North but from the West although it feels cold enough to be a North wind and is in fact from the North out over the Atlantic but then turns East to come over the Iberian peninsular as a West wind while retaining its Northern chill.
Yes, we have snow. Not a lot and not down at our level. The snow level is down to between 750 and 800 metres. We are at 723 metres. What does this mean? It means that any form of precipitation will land as snow if it is above the snow level. This includes the moisture in the clouds so that if a cloud comes down to ground level, then instead of there just being fog, it will be freezing fog and anything it comes into contact with becomes coated in snow.
The North wind doth blow and we shall have snow,
And what will poor robin do then, poor thing?
He’ll sit in a barn and keep himself warm
and hide his head under his wing, poor thing.
I apologise to the purists if I use a picture of an American robin with its head under its wing to go with a British poem, but I couldn’t find a British robin in the same position.