Cold and sparkly, with a picturesque mist over a glacier-blue lake.
The chicken water is frozen solid. There are four cats haunch-to-haunch on the sofa (with a feline diplomatic incident every few minutes). The icicles AJ brought indoors yesterday are still frozen in a bowl in the hall.
Up in the woods at 800m as the sun rose, my husband stopped to rest and change his sweat-soaked shirts for fresh ones. By the time he was ready to pack the damp clothes into his rucksack, they were frozen and creaking.
When he returned from his walk in the woods, we took our sheepskins and woolly hats out to the churchyard for a plate of pasta and a glass of Crémant du Jura in the sun.
Don't ya just lurve winter?
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Love winter
Cold and sparkly, with a picturesque mist over a glacier-blue lake.
The chicken water is frozen solid. There are four cats haunch-to-haunch on the sofa (with a feline diplomatic incident every few minutes). The icicles AJ brought indoors yesterday are still frozen in a bowl in the hall.
Up in the woods at 800m as the sun rose, my husband stopped to rest and change his sweat-soaked shirts for fresh ones. By the time he was ready to pack the damp clothes into his rucksack, they were frozen and creaking.
When he returned from his walk in the woods, we took our sheepskins and woolly hats out to the churchyard for a plate of pasta and a glass of Crémant du Jura in the sun.
Don't ya just lurve winter?
The chicken water is frozen solid. There are four cats haunch-to-haunch on the sofa (with a feline diplomatic incident every few minutes). The icicles AJ brought indoors yesterday are still frozen in a bowl in the hall.
Up in the woods at 800m as the sun rose, my husband stopped to rest and change his sweat-soaked shirts for fresh ones. By the time he was ready to pack the damp clothes into his rucksack, they were frozen and creaking.
When he returned from his walk in the woods, we took our sheepskins and woolly hats out to the churchyard for a plate of pasta and a glass of Crémant du Jura in the sun.
Don't ya just lurve winter?
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Vanessa said...
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If I was where you are, yes, I guess I would love winter, but if you were in a 300-km tailback in Belgium you might be singing a different song!
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Sunday, 20 December, 2009
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If I was where you are, yes, I guess I would love winter, but if you were in a 300-km tailback in Belgium you might be singing a different song!
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