Saturday, 7 February 2009

Gull gazing



Up with the lark, slipping and skipping to catch the post. I'm living atop a frosted marzipan cake. VIrgin snow as far as the eye can see, and it keeps falling. Icelandic jumpers do a fair job of keeping me snug, but I could do with a hug today. Unfortunately I'm 634 miles from the warmest one I know. 

3 comments:

Sylvie said...

Lucy, I know it's not as good as a real one, but feel yourself virtually hugged.

louloulovesbooks said...

I'm sending you a warm hug with a hot water bottle kiss x

Lucy May said...

Thank you my angels, I needed those x