Cambridge Snow Squares 📷🌨

Cambridge Snow Squares 📷🌨

When I woke early the other morning and saw the gradually increasing levels of snow outside, it didn't take me long to weigh up the pros and cons of dashing into the town centre to capture as many ~Cambridge snow squares~ as I could before it presumably melted, and the strange damp and in-between British winter weather returned. So I left my apartment an hour later, questionably dressed, morning-routine be damned, hat pulled on top of waiting-to-be-washed hair.

These pictures were taken on Wednesday, and now on Saturday it's still snowing. So although my initial panic at losing the squares opportunity wasn't quite required, i'm glad that having taken my photos on the first day meant that i've been able to justify staying inside ever since, all cosy and observing the snow with a decisive unimpressed-ness from the safety of my window. 

However, while wandering Cambridge at 9am blinded by snow and in seriously inappropriate footwear, hands pink and pretty terribly sore from the cold, I had very mixed feelings about it all. 

Anyone who knows me well or follows me online knows that I have a lot of feelings about Cambridge. I adore its old buildings, narrow streets, quirky residents and the casual grumpiness of the people who have too many things to do and too many places to be. At 9am on Wednesday, Cambridge was eerily quiet (possibly for one of the first times ever), with only a few students and unimpressed market tradespeople milling about, which in addition to the snow made for what felt like an enormously special atmosphere. 

I spent a couple of solid hours slipping (literally) over the cobblestones thinking "Oh! I have to take a picture in ~that~ location, and then i can walk on to ~that~ location because that must look incredible right now. Oh and-" and before long, realised that the snow wasn't quite letting up in the way that I'd assumed it would and that I was genuinely losing the ability to move my hands. So I stopped by a couple of last ~picturesque~ locations and started mentally reasoning with myself about going home. Which I did, feeling very 50/50 about it- one half desperately wanting to keep exploring Cambridge in the hazy snow light and the other half shaking hard from cold and needing to continue my interrupted morning routine.

With only a couple of months left before I finish my course and move back to London, I am immensely grateful for having had the opportunity of a solitary morning in the Cambridge snow. It's only been 3 or so days, and already I feel incredibly nostalgic and bittersweet about it, though I know that these are yet another set of squares that i'll come to treasure immensely.

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