As you can probably guess by the look on her face, Nadia was enjoying rides up and down the hill before it got too cold to stay safely outdoors. Even layered thick with cotton and wool we were so unaware we're actually not winter people. Within minutes we ran up the steep path in one rolling motion, Nadia laughed as I groaned how much there was to push and then I was standing, whining, wishing I'd worn warmer tights, railing at the cold making my fingers clumsy. Once home she promptly fell asleep on the sofa while I was trying to reclaim the movement of my fingers on the keyboard. I kept looking over my shoulder at the breathing blanket with a socked foot sticking out and disturbing my writing but I could keep doing so even realizing I haven't written much. We'll go out again tomorrow passing most of the alleyways before we stop to eat sweet buns and flash sympathetic smile at a squirrel holding totally intact nut then cracking it open before our eyes. We'll go as far as we can bear this cold ;)
How do you keep warm these unthinkably chilly days? x
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| ^^ Quick snack before the cold demands its territory ^^ |
