With the current mild weather it’s hard to believe that little over a week ago London’s streets were covered in blankets of fresh, white snow.
Though it lasted mere days, there isn’t much in this world that makes me as happy as snow does, so I was determined to make the most of it.
The historic Fulham Palace is walking distance from my workplace so I went exploring during one lunch break, armed with sturdy snow boots, fingerless gloves, and my DSLR.
I started in the nearby cemetery as I have a slightly morbid fascination with tombstones and burial grounds; I find them so beautiful, peaceful and photogenic.
Usually bustling with people, the grounds of Fulham Palace were eerily quiet. The Walled Garden is spectacular in the warmer months but looked rather barren when deserted and covered in a light layer of snow.
The main grounds of the palace were still beautiful; almost monotone with random bursts of colour.
I had only a pair of friendly pigeons for company (seriously, they followed me across the entire grounds) as I photographed wilting flowers and lonely benches.
Wandering back along the forest path, there was still not a soul to be seen. As a massive introvert who loves nature and being left alone to photograph it, it was pretty much paradise.
As I was crouching in the snow, taking photos of powder-topped logs, I was photo bombed by a red robin. Seriously. He casually hopped into frame as I peered through my viewfinder playing with the focus.
I forgave him for the distraction pretty easily as he gifted me my absolute favourite photo of the day.
Did you enjoy the snowy cold snap? Or are you happy that spring is on its way?