BON MERCREDI.

Is it too early to hang the stockings?
What fun.... 

I love it when it snows in winter!

When snowflakes play in the air, When they fly so slowly,

that they forget to fall to the ground...

I love it when the frost hangs its gray tinsel on the tree

I love it,

when the frost is not serious,

And just to save myself from depression, I love

I love

when the artist draws on glass

Draws the cold in a hurry, I love,

when the frost in oblivion

longs for the time that has passed.

I love winter! After all, it's always

cold, but it warms everyone,

In winter, even silence does not oppress, After all, it has

it has its own meaning in winter too.

My dear friend

I wish you a wonderful, pleasant, peaceful Tuesday,

please take good care of yourselves.

Amelie