Here we continue to speak winter, despite the bright sunshine outside and just woke up a few bee flitting around.
These days I realize that spring is coming, one sees and hears, but the night is still so much I like the warmth of the quilt that makes noise when I turn, I like the warm tea that almost burns his fingers seeking warmth, mulled wine that fills perfume the house. And then I like the mandarin, so much.
I also love the bitter cold, but dry, which wakes me up and I immediately made active and bright (but then again the cold-dry, not wet). And I love what for me is a symbol of winter in our house: the blanket to cover her legs when we sit on the couch. Here, the gesture identifies the spoils that winter brings us meeting.
As always, the appointment today reminds us that we are at midweek, it is almost to Saturday!
A happy day to you all, my dear.
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