Is It Just Me That Loves Winter?

Brrrrrrrr! It's bone-rattlingly cold

as I write this blog post.

But here's the thing. I LOVE Winter;

when all the festivities are over and it's

time to hunker down and wait for Spring.

Is that just me (because everyone I talk to

hates Winter!)?
But I think my love for it comes from living for so many years
in 45ªC heat which let m tell you gets really tiresome after a while.

Here's what I lover so much about Winter:

* cashmere comforts

*crispy pages of new journals awaiting
my scrawling handwriting

* optimism and excitement 

* weekend lockdowns when it is deemed perfectly
acceptable to hibernate like a bear and to refuse
to go anywhere or see anyone

*the sight and smell of new books and magazines
waiting to be devoured and savoured by a wood-burner.

* lazying and grazing (I am good at this. SO good! I am 
sure I was a cow in another lifetime!)

*cold frosty walks that rattle your bones and teeth
but which give your cheeks a nice healthy glow that
you can never replicate with make-up.

* hot, indulgent drinks that welcome you
back home

* big scarves

* cosy coats (that hide a multitude of sins ;-)

* pom-pom hats that are acceptable to the over
40's when brain freeze is imminent

* the crackling sound of logs burning

* reflections

*the darkness and stillness of early mornings

* hot, homemade soup

*the smell of freshly baked bread (why does
my mind always go back to food?)

* the desire to want to learn something new

* double rainbows

*thunderstorms whilst safely tucked up inside

* that feeling of nothing needs to be done (after the
madness that was December)

I love it all.

Is it just me that loves mid-Winter?
Would love to hear if you like Winter or are
hanging on by your Chanel painted finger-nails for Spring.

xxx