It was cold yesterday. The frost hung on the trees all day. No wind. The world stayed frozen white with a cover of cloud like a stainless steel lid.
On these still cold sepia days, it is hard not to succumb to malaise. The weather sits there like a big lump. So I went out to make the dogs their new pillows and yes this is an outside job. Which immediately raises the spirits.
I found these jute bags in a store the other day, they were practically giving them away! I was thrilled. I had swooped across to the pile. Exclaimed’ Oh, look John’, then felt them and counted them and smelt them and said to the wide eyed woman next to me .’ They smell like coffee, how delightful. You smell ‘ I said to the lady. Not taking her eyes off me she obediently aimed her…
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