It’s baltic here. There is at least a metre of snow, and the fire works overtime. It must be that time of the year. So WRT, Lawrance and me can only say:

No, be real, let’s start again.
It’s 11°C, with light clouds. The wind is 20 m/hr. We’re only dreaming of a white Christmas. Because it feels more like Spring, and for snow one has to refer back to Photoshop.

But still, last night Santa Claus managed to get himself, with all the presents, through our not so wide chimney. He even found something that is supposed to resemble a Christmas tree. We didn’t hear a thing…

Prezzies under the Tree

After we unpack everything we realise: are we alcoholics, that like golf…?

Alcoholics who play Golf?

Not only the birds think it’s spring, and twitter like it is mating season already. Even we got the spring bug. No, we don’t twitter (yet), but we gave WRT a spring cleaning yesterday. She has to impress, tomorrow, when everybody comes for a drink and a snack.
While cleaning the bathroom we found out that she has changed a bit, over time.

Change of colour

Don’t worry, the mirror is back on the wall, and nobody will see it.
And besides that, maybe nobody will visit us anyway. Not a problem, we will eat all the delicious snacks ourselves. And get roaring drunk.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year from the three of us

Christmas 2017 Us

One thought on “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…

  1. Merry Christmas to you too and a happy and healthy 2018!

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