The cold weather is enveloping us these dark winter days.
Our time outside is limited by the windchill.
Dusk comes early.
We gather around the kitchen table to draw, color and play games.
(the girl is drinking pomegranate juice)
We sit by the fire and read, each of us our own things.
(of course all of these books came at once from the library)
We go outside every day, if only for 10 minutes. We need the fresh cool air in our lungs and the bright sun on our faces.
The dog and the cat are oh so sleepy. Most of their time they spend in their beds, dreaming of chasing raccoons or catching birds.
Candles light the dark corners and their scent reminds us of Christmas.
Our meals are hot and hearty, warming us
from the inside.
Sleep comes easily after a hot bath and a little back rub. Morning comes quickly as we rise in the still darkness.
Another winter day has begun.