Just a little now.

So then after a very bad winter (for us in Devon) the snow has just about gone down in Teignmouth, probably because of the Salt air. Up here on Dartmoor its a different story, there was still quite a bit left last Sunday 15th. Most of the main roads up here were clear so we thought the Snow that was left should make for some good photographs, so it proved. We left Teignmouth, through Newton Abott, on to Bovey Tracey then up on to Dartmoor itself. Most of these pictures were taken on the road from Bovey, Postbridge and through to Widecombe.
Altogether Sue took well over 100 pictures, the ones we picked to use here we were both very pleased with.This first shot was taken on the main road toward Two Bridges, and is a favorite of ours.
Please click on any picture to enlarge it.
Again (below) still on the main road. Still quite a lot of snow laying about as you can see.
This picture (below) was taken looking out from the back of "Haytor". We were so lucky with the Sun today.
Below, again from "Haytor"rocks.
It really doesn't matter when you come up here, there is always something beautiful and great to photograph.
More road side views, I think these Snow pictures are really nice, making every where look clean and tidy.
In the dips between Tors (where the Sun doesn't get) it is still quite deep.
This picture below is one (of two) of my favourite pictures on this blog.
We also took a Video whilst travelling along this piece of road but eventually left it out as I thought this long enough already.
Now this picture below is of the famous Dartmoor "Postbridge", this has been seen and photographed like this hundreds of times before.
But I bet not many of you have seen it like this before!!!.
So there you have it, some great pictures came out of the adversity of Snow. This is probably the last large amount we shall see this Winter.
Joke of the day.

Need a Push

A man is in bed with his wife when there is a rat-a-tat-tat on the door.
He rolls over and looks at his clock, and it's half past three in the morning.
"I'm not getting out of bed at this time," he thinks, and rolls over. Then, a louder knock follows.
"Aren't you going to answer that?" says his wife.
So he drags himself out of bed and goes downstairs. He opens the door and there is man standing at the door. It didn't take the homeowner long to realize the man was drunk.
"Hi there," slurs the stranger. "Can you give me a push?"
"No, get lost. It's half past three. I was in bed," says the man and slams the door. He goes back up to bed and tells his wife what happened and she says, "Dave, that wasn't very nice of you. Remember that night we broke down in the pouring rain on the way to pick the kids up from the baby sitter and you had to knock on that man's house to get us started again? What would have happened if he'd told us to get lost?"
"But the guy was drunk," says the husband.
"It doesn't matter," says the wife. "He needs our help and it would be the right thing to help him." So the husband gets out of bed again, gets dressed
and goes downstairs. He opens the door, and not being able to see the stranger anywhere he shouts, "Hey, do you still want a push?"
And he hears a voice cry out, "Yeah, please."
So, still being unable to see the stranger he shouts, "Where are you?"
And the stranger replies, "I'm over here, on your swing."