Rather than opening a new post every time I take a photo of something covered in snow, I'm putting them all into one post, which I'll update as I go along. From the top:
Ice hanging from a holly branch that looks startlingly like a short-bladed knife;
the shadow of icicles;
reeds in the snow;
two sparrows on a fence post;
a slightly out-of-focus blackbird with a bite to eat;
icicles hanging from the gables of my house;the local crossroads this morning (as I was walking to the local shop to get supplies);
bird prints in the ice;
three pictures of the hound indulging himself;
two crows consider the snow from their vantage point on a wire;
three night pictures from around my house (the silence of a nocturnal snow-covered landscape is quite breathtaking);
the field behind my house;
two pictures of bird footprints.
My apologies for the wobbly focus in some, but my camera seems to have a problem focusing in bad light.
Here's a curiosity: if there's one thing you probably don't associate with winter and snow, it's surfing. The following song from 1964, by the Trade Winds, is about how difficult it is to be the only "surfer boy" in New York in winter, and uses surfing as a metaphor for being uprooted and moved from your old life (or something...). There'll be no surfin' there; and no one even cares!
Another appropriate song: