The unceasing rain on Saturday fell as snow further up Weardale, as we found when we set out for a walk.
At this point we were at 2 degrees, West and Centigrade, according to those of us who had high-tech stuff with them.
There was sunshine on the other side of the dale, behind Stanhope.
And of course, a few sheep got into the photos.
It didn't feel very cold, as the air was still. So was the water in the old quarry.
Home in time for tea by the fire, with home-made cake and home-made shortbread.