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Snow is so rare around here, it always seem more beautiful than it actually is: it covers the land in purity, but only for a fleeting moment.
The view from my bedroom:

My new home!

Pretty tree! Most of the tree round here have conservation orders on them.

Down the road

Don't leave your bike out overnight:

The local pub:

Over the fields:

The way to town:

You can't see them, but there's a whole bunch of pheasant hiding in those trees.

Snow formations are odd.

Didcot power station!

The local manor.

One of the two churches in the village. This is the more modern one down the road.

The war memorial, looking dramatic in the snow.

And not taken at the same time, my old desk at home.

The view from my bedroom:
My new home!
Pretty tree! Most of the tree round here have conservation orders on them.
Down the road
Don't leave your bike out overnight:
The local pub:
Over the fields:
The way to town:
You can't see them, but there's a whole bunch of pheasant hiding in those trees.
Snow formations are odd.
Didcot power station!
The local manor.
One of the two churches in the village. This is the more modern one down the road.
The war memorial, looking dramatic in the snow.
And not taken at the same time, my old desk at home.