"When you go, touching your low flying dreams, try to count them all and catch them, before they, fall asleep. All the ones left over, you scoop into your hands, and save for keeps. When the weather turns, you'll bend them into a kite, to fly above my street" Kirsty Stegwazi - Kites
Thursday, January 10, 2008
A Frosty Welcome Back to WTK
"Oh this is not cold, it was -15 degrees last week!" a colleague insists as my teeth chatter and fingers numb in the -5 degree morning...
A picture on my walk home from work and the view from the front door of our building...
A layer of snow or frost does indeed improve the outlook immeasurably here... and holing up for the weekend all rugged up by the heater or under the doona is nice...
A picture on my walk home from work and the view from the front door of our building...
My poor cold darling. xxx
ReplyDeletePs at least it looks pretty in the cold... covers the ugly stuff?
A layer of snow or frost does indeed improve the outlook immeasurably here... and holing up for the weekend all rugged up by the heater or under the doona is nice...
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