Darker evenings, warm fires, cool clear nights and hot chocolate. The chair by the mantle is never empty; the nook by the lamp is even more cramped than normal, overflowing with books. Books that are planning ahead for Christmas, books with ideas for one pot meals, books about warmth and comfort, all looked out and very well thumbed. Books to shelter within and let me dream.
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I have lovely visions of you sitting surround by a sea of books. Sigh!
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