galanthus
It's snowing outside. Us Brits get very animated about even a light dusting of snow. Either we rush out into the garden to desperately scrape together enough of the stuff to build an undersized snow person, or we declare a national emergency, and panic buy pasta, and bog roll. Three inches of snow and the trains stop running, a five inch blanket and the electricity supply fails, and we call family to tell them how much we love them before saying our final goodbyes. I submitted a short story for publication, a piece of micro fiction. I just wanted to highlight that fact. It's important that I remind myself that I am achieving things in lockdown, that I'm still moving towards my goals. Just more slowly than hoped because there's an avalanche of snow up to my ankles out there people, give me a break. Photo is the author's own