Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Whispers of winter




Suddenly,

snowfall.

Fields happy to be blanketed in

sparkling white.

Like a coat of new paint.

Comforting things.

Cinnamon coffee and a bag of sweets.

A new Cath Kidston bag ( Merry Christmas to me :)

on it's way .

Words,

aching, silent,

unspoken in my heart.

You will bring me everything,

when the time comes.




And then, there were nine!
I've just noticed that I've gone from 3 followers to nine!
Err, when did that happen? I'm amazed.
I'm not one of those gals who needs 100's of followers.
I like to keep things cosy here.
But hey, a warm and really huge welcome
to ~::~
Ashley
Sarah
Taryn ( beautiful name :)
and Sherry.
xxx
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