The winter hasn't been very cold at all. Yet. Here's a rose, still blooming.
Our crab apple tree: leafless but against a blue sky.
We went for a walk. There's our city hill, Arthur's Seat. I love it so much. The shape of it is engraved into my brain. Whenever we've been away and come back by car, it's such a good feeling to see it in the distance and know that we're nearly home.
In Daughter 2's blog http://allchangeb.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2012-01-01T00:00:00Z&updated-max=2013-01-01T00:00:00Z&max-results=2 (I have no idea why that's come out so long) she posted pictures of snow near her and said both "I love snow" and "I love winter". I was astonished to hear this. I've known her for 31 and a half years and didn't know that she was particularly fond of either. I taxed her with this. (Oops. I meant 30 and a half. Sorry: brain-to-finger malfunction.)
"Well, I mean," she said, "that I love going out in nice snow in my site boots and crunching about a bit and then going in and sitting on a sofa in a warm room."
A fine example, dear readers, of why you should ever believe all that you read in blogs.