2019-

A late post about the beginning of 2019.

Starting with frost and well deserved comforting warm snack.

Followed closely by the pleasure of snowy morning and long walk in the wood fogged by that etheral feeling a slim layer of snow can bring to any landscape. February is always a bit though on the mood, short days, low light, grey sky... A great combo to feel pulled down. Obviously a good ol' colorful breakfast is quite a great spell to ward off moodiness.

When finally March arrive and flowers starts to bloom all over the place, it's a tad too late; the moodiness has set it's flag upon your back and you gotta cast some more shinny breakfast spells and walks in the flowers before it finally accept to leave you alone until next winter.

Weird thing in all of that? 

I always miss the winter once it's gone.