Tartan, plaid, and tweed. Argyle socks and a cashmere coat.
There is fresh baked bread studded with sultanas, and real butter and clover honey.
Join me for a quiet hour by the fire.
There is Agatha Christie ...
And David Suchet as Poirot
“For somewhere," said Poirot to himself, indulging in an absolute riot of mixed metaphors, "there is in the hay a needle, and among the sleeping dogs there is one on whom I shall put my foot, and by shooting the arrows into the air, one will come down and hit a glass house!”
So blow Winter winds! We will not mind the frozen world beyond our fire.
If winter is here can Spring be far behind?- Shelley
Are you experiencing this extreme cold? How are you managing?
What are you reading or watching to pass the time?
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