I found my smile again. I meant to tell you this last week, but I was distracted. It appeared suddenly, sticky with jam and in no hurry to leave. Then came the sun again and, later, the night sky filled with fluffy white flakes of snow, which lightly dusted the streets below. My brother said he was fed up of snow, but I think it always looks beautiful when it falls. I liked the feel of it under my boots, so soft!
oh so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteaaawww i smiled when i read this :- )
ReplyDeleteand that drawing above is LOVELY!! i love it when you post your drawings! * w *
your words are lovely. :)
ReplyDeleteI adore your blog!
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