it was nice.

Even though we ran around the park four hours, running in a constant circle for school. And we got cold and wet- and wore a cloak of goose pimples- and our teeth chattered. We ran... our scarlet noses ran... but it was the best fun I've had.

After our eternal laps we arrived at a bar and drunk spiced apple juice with ginger and cinnamon and ate mini chocolate bars labelled "milk".
For a while we happily nattered about scones and rainbows.
And then danced to Christmas songs.
With genuine smiles.
It Was Nice.

the warmth behind a frosty window...

Today it is December. The First of December. Possibly, one of my favorite days of the year. The sheer joy of snapping open the first window of the advent calender! It was the day when from the moment I set foot inside from the wonderful winter outside-everything somehow seemed to look golden brown! It was the day when I just sunk into a pile of fluffy cushions by a blazing fire, and sipped bitter hot chocolate- with over-sized knitted jumpers and woolly socks! I can honestly say- I don't think I have felt happier in my life. Every part of me felt like it was oozing warmth as beautiful flames dances before me and crackled in my face. 

The Clouds, The Daisies and I.

Daisies are like sunshine on the ground. And I like the idea of a fallen sun...
I often wish you could save moments, and keep them in your pocket for later. This blog somehow emerged today from a moment that I suddenly felt as being very special- and somehow precious.
I was laying alone in the park in a thick blanket of crisp, white, beautiful daisies- and staring up at the clouds. And I was wondering if there was someone lying in the clouds and staring back at me!
Just me... the clouds... and the daisies- it felt as if I were in a pure white bubble of pure lovliness.