Teeth chattering returning

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Frosted: Norway’s tree
and a new Stable scene on
the Mound and then home

Well wrapped to say the least, still my teeth chatter – even as I smile on this frosty bright-lit Edinburgh night. Norway’s annual gift (thank you!). Invitation to outdoor community carol singing. A striking, simple, unusual representation of a striking, simple, unusual arrival on earth. A Carousel on George Street. Kaleidoscopic seasonal songs intermingled. Delighted children – some very young and some very old – in the Christmas markets. The tram bell. The illuminated Castle. A bit hungry. Looking forward to holding a hot mug of steaming herbal tea. Happy. Slowed. Grateful. Ponderous. And then home … ah, how one appreciates arriving home in Winter.

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3 thoughts on “Teeth chattering returning

  1. The warmth of home goes right into one’s soul…I can picture you snuggled in on the couch with a cup of tea and a book of poems…True, I’ve never seen you, but I can picture you in such a comforting and comfortable space…xx

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