This week's Sepia Saturday prompt photograph shows a delivery driver working in snow to deliver his goods. Cue for me to show more snowy scenes, past and present.
The view from my window of a postman, adding a spash of colour as he trudged through snow to deliver the post.
Hawick in the Scottish Borders, 2001
This
was the hill down from our home to the High Street and the supermarket. Resourceful
people were trudging down with rucksacks on their back and pulling sledges to load their shopping bags on to pull back home.
1947 was one of the worst winters that Britain had experienced. The country was still suffering in the
aftermath of war, with food rationing, power cuts, coal shortages - and
no central heating in those days.
I
do recall my mother saying how hard it was to keep my
baby brother warm - he was only a few months old and the only heating in the house was the coal fire in the living room. I remember waking up to frost
on the inside of the bedroom windows creating lovely patterns on the glass.
Below - photographs from Earlston where we now live, courtesy of my local heritage group Auld Earlston.
1947 and in fine weather, this is the main
A68 road through the central Borders, linking Edinburgh with England.
Earlston Square, 1947
Another view of Earlston Square in 1947
looking across to the White Swan pub.
A farm lane under snow.
In more recent times
Station Road in Earlston
Earlston Square
If you shun taking your car out, there are other means of travel.
There is no date identified on this old photograph of the Red Lion Hotel in the Earlston Square. The
driver of this unusual sledge seems to be dressed very formally in a
top hat and is not particularly well wrapped up against the elements.
And who was he waiting for? There does not seem to be any path
cleared through the snow from the hotel. Or was it a promotional
photograph?
What about taking the train? Or perhaps not!
Digging out the train in Earlston Station, 1947
So why not get out your walking boots and enjoy a winter walk?
The first fall of snow
is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind
of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not
enchantment then where is it to be found?
J. B. Priestley
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The first fall of snow
is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind
of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not
enchantment then where is it to be found?
J. B. Priestley
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The snow topped Black Hill in Earlston
A country scene in Earlston
A riverside walk by the frozen River Teviot in Hawick.
The first fall of snow
is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind
of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not
enchantment then where is it to be found?
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/j/jbpriest159615.html?src=t_snow
A picturesque woodland walk.
On the hill in Hawick with our dog
A photo opportunity and a study in blue and white
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