icing the Christmas cake...now just have to wait till Christmas day for the first slice, why is that, what stops us from having a slice sooner?
the twinkling of the fairy lights draped over the mantelpiece and bookshelves...think l'll leave them there after Christmas they are lovely
making another list...and checking it twice
listening to christmas carols, whilst wrapping yet another 'last' impulse buy for under the tree
silent night, why does it make my eyes leak?
flickering candles out of the corner of my eye... on my bedside...a warm red comforting glow
the rustling of this new quilt whilst I type in bed...thankful for the company of its noise in the quiet
the sound of far away traffic through the slightly open window, gently reminding me there is something going on out there...
my son thumping down the stairs from his attic hideaway, from time to time, scavenging in the fridge for another bite to eat
long dark nights in, mooching about, long oily baths and gazing into the red hot fire...even though its artificial...dreaming l'll have a real one again some day
the bins will be full of wrappings and left over food... a scattering of pine needles will be clinging for dear life hiding between the carpet and the skirting boards.. and the kids will go back to school and routine...
and we'll be gazing into springs beginnings...
not long now