Sunday, 4th December 2016
Mother Nature is keeping her cards close to her chest today,
perfect blue π with not a βοΈ in the sky.
but there’s a definite nip in the air…little Jack Frost is up and about, and he’s painted every fallen leaf π in sight
Antidote to the cold ? Β A cup of tea βοΈ With a πͺ Β in the community room at the back of church after mass.
returned home π‘ and am parked by a radiator, thawing out.
im reading the late terry pratchetts last (?) offering…the witches vacuum cleaner and other stories, whilst I do
might give me inspiration for a scribble or two…
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