Thursday, December 08, 2005

Just right

It's the most perfect night for paper-writing...the snow is falling fast, and I have no where to go. The Christmas Tree twinkles, the couch is comfy, and the wireless is speedy.

There is plenty of tea (and a fresh carton of cream, doncha know), and the dogs and cats and rabbit and doctor are finally settled down in a big pile. Sigh. It's lovely, though a bit soporific.

Look again if you haven't yet - see the extra head?