Oh my, what dreary, dreary day! Quite fitting for the shortest day of the year, no sunshine to miss.
Where did my day go? When time passes this peacefully, it is something to celebrate.
Sound. I spend my days in relative silence. No TV in the background here, no music playing. The familiar sounds of clocks ticking, the heating system starting up intermittently over the course of the day, the occasional vehicle passing along the street outside.
Light. On this dreary day the Christmas tree lights are glowing gently, catching the eye easily in this tiny, cozy space. The tinsel dances to the tune of the heating system, as the warm air pours into the room in a steady stream. My old lamp shines brightly beside my easy chair.
Aroma. Every time I go near the windows, the sweet aroma of pine envelopes me. Soon the smell of dinner will fill the house.
Touch. I love the feel of flannelette sheets. The switch from percale to flannel took place last month. One of my favourite things about cold weather is the bedding, it feels so lovely on the skin, and so cozy to snuggle under when the day wears down and weariness seeks comfort.
And it is Friday! Attila has been counting the days until his Christmas break, and soon he will return from work, to begin his holiday.
Date: 2:00 PM EST Friday 21 December 2018
Condition: Light Rain
Pressure: 98.9 kPa
Dew point: 11.3°C
Wind: S 26 km/h
Visibility: 5 km
“We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand… and melting like a snowflake.”
Marie Beyon Ray