Monday, 27 December 2010
Morning
These little rituals of life.
Waking up.
Padding downstairs to make a pot of coffee.
Fluffing up the towels in the bathroom.
Our * adopted* cat at the back door.
Christmas perfume on my wrists.
Looking out of the kitchen window,
steaming coffee in my hand.
Wondering where Christmas went
and why she took the snow
when she left.
Reading
The Hairy Bikers cookbook
Listening to
Eight tracks
Camera Canon Eos 40D
Eating
Nothing and I'm hungry.
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ReplyDeleteI so loved reading this. I could so relate to what you wrote, particularly today, now that I am back at 'home'. I started the day with a nice hot shower, and then padded downsairs in my PJs to make myself some tea. Looked out of the window, thinking I should make a snowman before all the snow went away...
It was lovely to hear from you yesterday sweetpea. I'm glad you liked your presents. I had so much fun choosing them for you!
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Kess
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Kess my little one.
ReplyDeleteFor every loving comment you have left here
in twenty ten, I give you my humble thanks.
For being the best friend I ever could have found via the internet,
thanks.
But most of all, for just being you,
thanks.
From the bottom of my heart.
Anna
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