Another heavy frost. Not unusual for many areas of the planet, but semi rare for us. And Oh the bliss of Saturday mornings; one cat fighting for the warmest part inside the bed, the other for the closest bit next to the radiator. Chores for the day, making bread, making a big apple cake to share tomorrow at lunch, making real Italian Bolognese to share with another friend tonight. And in between the drizzles of sunshine, continuing a patchwork project and writing overdue letters to friends, the type with a stamp and which involves a short walk to the mailbox – remember those?
Like I said, the joys of Saturdays.
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