Frozen Sunday
Remember this post? Taken over a year ago - how crazy is that?! Shows how my obsession with frozen mornings is still going strong. There's just something about frost turning the simplest little (dead) leaf into a real piece of art.
I have to say I missed the cold just a little bit while I was in Australia (I can see you frowning like : AS IF TANS) I kid you not. I mean the coldest it ever got was 12 degrees (celcius let's not jump on our high temperature horse) I managed to go through 'Winter' with one trench coat - not a layered one either - and NO gloves.
All of that to say that this morning when I woke up before the sun, to finish packing for London (I'm back! I'm back!) Hector & I watched the sun rise outside the house, it was freezing cold (ha) and seriously dreamy. Ephemeral ice sculptures in the morning light. Hector chased the cats, while I ran around the garden snapping away before returning to the warmth of our sleepy house where a pot of tea was waiting by the fire. The cats joined us for breakfast - I started panicking looking for the last little bits to add to my very full suitcase. (last minute packing anyone?)
While I'm here I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for your incredible kindness and beautiful words you wrote me after I opened up about heartbreak in this post. You made me feel special, and for that I will be forever grateful. It just shows how a few simple and kind words can change someone's day from real bad to warm and fuzzy good. I'm lucky, lucky to have this internet house and you all to share it with. Heart eyes emojis and kisses to you all.
