It snowed last night and again this morning. I love how it muffles the busy neighbouring street and turns our denuded working class block into a fairyland of lights and brights. I warm to our sweet neighbour who most mornings, shovels our pathway along with his and then still is promptly outside at 7.30 waiting for his lift to work as Seb crunches off to the school bus.
Oh, and how the chill brings the prettiest roses to bloom on Sophie's cheeks.
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