The logs are lined up outside the playhouse, ready to give us comfort and warmth. It is the darkest days of the year, dark when I leave for work, dark when I come home again in the afternoons. Gardening these days means reading magazines, books and seed catalogues, and dreaming about days and nights to come. There is not much time for dreams though, it is the most busy time in The Blue Café.
Wednesday, 19 December 2007
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That's a picture full of the promise of warm cosy fires...lovely. Have a happy christmas :)
Just calls for a cup of tea.
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