Footprints in the sand.
That's what I'd like to be looking at now. Deep, water filled footprints. You know the ones you leave as you walk along the ocean's edge? The ones where you can feel that slight pull, the suction from the wet sand, as you lift up each foot. Footprints that look best on warm sand, next to clear blue water and underneath sunny skies.
Instead the fire is lit and we are at risk of needing to order more oil in the next week if it stays this cold. Tonight seems the perfect time to book a summer holiday. By which time of course we'll be complaining about a heatwave. For now though I'll make the most of the crackle of the logs; that's one of the main upsides to wintry weather. That and footprints in the snow.
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