Snow is a rare thing in Cornwall, even more so in Falmouth.
When we do see snow we have to make the most of it!
As soon as I knew that snow was on the way, I packed my camera equipment and waited...and then waited a bit more until I got bored and went out for a walk around the headland, kit on my back and with a little excitement that added a spring to my step.
When the weather front came in, I was above the docks on Castle Drive and by the time I got around to Cliff Road and Castle beach, a heavy snow storm was mid flow. Thunder and strong winds dramatised the gloom, the light faded away.
It was both fun and scary at the same time. I had never seen so much snow before, and no one had ever told me that thunder could happen in snowstorm. Was this a blizzard? How exciting.
The weather brought its own unique problems. Rain I'm used to (it's Cornwall, after all) but snow. I had to adopt the penguin walk to stop myself from slipping over while carrying my cameras. Extra care had to be taken to keep the cameras dry. Shelter had to be sought when the temperature got too cold (and by shelter, I mean with a lovely cup of hot chocolate at the cafe on Gyllyngvase Beach).
Over the two snow days, I got to photograph people enjoying the snow. Walking on the beach, swimming in the sea, struggling through blizzard conditions simply because they could. Always, a smile on everyone's faces as they raised their hands to the sky and the falling snow. The favourite British topic of conversation was ignited.