Hi, my dear friends!
I must admit that this year winter pleasantly surprises me. I have already come to terms with the fact that real snowy winters are a thing of the past and now only slush and greyness await us. But nature has been generous this year. Of course, I'm not at all sure that this snowy weather will last until Christmas and New Year, but I would really like it to be so. I dream of a Christmas night with snowfall, when fluffy snow slowly falls to the ground, sparkling in the reflections of festive garlands. It's so romantic and makes you think of a miracle. Perhaps someone will say that my dreams are untimely, because the war is still ongoing. But life also goes on. And dreams of something good and bright are what keeps us from going crazy, what allows us to resist the russian fascists.
I like to watch my animals. On such snowy days they are surprisingly cozy. Someone is fussing around in the yard, trying to find a mouse lost under the snow. Someone has already had a good time, ran home and is now sleeping, curled up on the sofa in a cozy ball. And someone stole a jar of Nutella from the kitchen and is now trying to get to the sweet leftovers 馃槈
They have their own life. I love that they feel comfortable in my home and I hope that the days when many of them wandered the streets alone and unwanted are far behind us.
