We had a little, a very little, snow over the weekend. Unusually, it's still sticking around. One unwary rosebud emerged and promptly froze.
The younger Little Miss, upon seeing the snow, said "we have (arms moving in slow circles over her head) yots and yots of snow on the trees and tons and tons of snow on the ground."
Her elder cousin was taken to the door early in the morning.
"What is it?" she asked. "Is is frost?"
"Is it snow?"
"Can we go out and step in it? Can we make a snowman? I don't know how."
You can infer from these conversations that snow is a big deal around here, rarely seen. It will be gone by the end of the week, to be replaced by rain.
This slight cold/cough virus thing has been hanging around for almost a month (it is just a virus - I visited the doctor last week). I'm tired of dragging around because of it. This morning I woke up early and thought, "I feel great!" Then I began coughing a bit and decided to get up (at 5 am). A little sewing and embroidery with the fire glowing and a cup of tea before breakfast, then two batches of cookie - gingersnaps and orange cranberry shortbread baked - all before 9 am.
Guess what? It's 10:06 and I'm tired again. But a cup of tea and a little break will put me to rights. I have some errands to run, including a haircut.
The paperwhites are beginning to bloom. Such lovely delicate flowers with intoxicating scent. They are in the dining room but I'm moving them to the front hallway where I can take a sniff every time I walk through.
How is December looking for you? What sights and scents might you be savoring?