She told me it had been snowing heavily all day. She agreed (!) that she wouldn't try to clear the snow and would stay inside. I was also told that food stocks were good.
At six o'clock this morning, it was chucking it down with rain in my neck of the woods, the North Western edge of the Chiltern Hills, in Rural Buckinghamshire.
By 6.45 the rain had turned to big white fluffy snow flakes.
I doubt it'll amount to much as the heavy rain means the ground is simply too wet and warm.