The overnight snow on the Wansbeck promised wintery Northumberland landscapes. I drove to Longhorsely and tried to get lost in an attempt to find the picturesque.
No such luck. Views of Cheviot revealed snow but a frozen puddle was all that the local countryside said about winter.
A local greenhouse still had bunches of grapes hanging in broken panes. I think the blizzard was localised to this corner of the world.