Mornings these days are sprinkled in glitter. White frosty glitter. They are sunny, most days, & bitter cold. When I open my window, far away on the horizon, I can see the Pyrenees covered in snow. I often grab my cup of tea, wrap myself up & take the dogs out. The grass crunches under my feet, I can see my breath floating away. I have to keep on walking or else the cold gets too uncomfortable. The temperature is rising slightly with the sun. We walk for a little while before breakfast is calling inside. I like mornings like these, I wish I was born an early riser, I'm training myself. Gallons of tea, this one in particular, are helping tremendously.