I've thought about Christmas three times today... it's only August! After the rain poured and poured and the grey skies got darker and darker, my mid drifted to autumn and then winter... snuggly clothes, fur scarves, snow filled skies and cashmere cardigans. Maybe this year we'll be part of the icy mornings, I'll ride my bike around the frosty gardens? Rushing into our warm home, candles burning, hot vimto we can drink!
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