Last week, Woodberry Wetlands was overcome by a bitter chill that brought icy winds, piercing sleet, frozen puddles, and a fine blanket of snow.
It’s the stay-in-bed kind of weather that makes the warmth of our duvets even more heavenly and the thought of heading out into the cold abyss all the more abominable. I used to find myself pining for the warm indoors; wrapped up in blankets, clasping a steaming, swirling cup of tea to warm my hands and hug my soul. But things have changed whilst working at Woodberry Wetlands and I have developed an extra woolly, warming layer, and the best thing is, it only takes two minutes! (Despite the murmurings of multiple people comparing me to Narnia’s Mr. Tumnus, this warmth is nothing to do with a beard nor the body of a goat.)
The recipe for success has been so simple that I felt inclined to share; waterproofs + layers + movement + glorious work in the great outdoors.