“It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most.”

This has not been my favorite morning. First I had to go to the dentist for my six month cleaning. I knew they’d be trouble. Yup, periodontal issues with my upper front teeth and gums. The hygienist says every three months, rather than six, so she can deal with the issue; of course, my insurance doesn’t cover the change. My next stop was to have blood drawn. Luckily, I was the only one there so it went quickly. I am glad to be home. I’m even thinking of taking a nap.

We have snow showers, and it is cold, in the mid 30’s. When I went out this morning, I wore only a flannel shirt though I did bring my new fleece with me. I just didn’t wear it. I ran from the car to the buildings and back again, and I carried my fleece.

Henry now meets me at the door when I come home. He comes for pats. It is the same in the morning when I wake up. He scoots to get beside me so I can pat him. He didn’t used to let me.

Gwen meets me in the hall every night. I scratch and pat her. She loves it and purrs loudly. I give her treats which she loves more. Jack just comes for the treats. Gwen is getting braver.

Just my tree is left. Everything else is on the kitchen counter or the living room table waiting to be put into bins. My dining room table has been returned to normalcy. Tomorrow I will take down the tree. I was just waiting for Little Christmas.

One Christmas my mother decided to leave her tree up in the living room for the whole year. She decorated it for every holiday. I loved her Valentine’s Day tree, so beautiful with lacy valentines and red ribbons. I think we we’re all sad when she took it down after the next Christmas.

Winter is mostly dreary, even on sunny days. I prefer staying home, warm and cozy, with book in hand and close to the coffee pot though today I’m thinking cocoa. I even have Fluff for the top. Sounds like a great afternoon to me.

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