I walked out of the office late this afternoon, breathing in the cold and looking at the twinkling city lights, thinking how much it was just the best time of the whole day, that blissful feeling of release from work into a long evening of slow time with loved friends and all things good for the soul.
I like this cold too. I like the need for layers of turtlenecks and jumpers, for scarves and gloves and soft, soft merino.
This weekend, I am buying a bookcase. Time to give my precious books a proper home.
