December 13, 2016 was a Tuesday. No snow. The Mistress of Frimousse has decorated the Christmas tree. Frimousse and Rouxy are in the garden. In a few days it will be their last Christmas. They did not know and neither did we.
December 13, 2016 was a Tuesday. No snow. The Mistress of Frimousse has decorated the Christmas tree. Frimousse and Rouxy are in the garden. In a few days it will be their last Christmas. They did not know and neither did we.
So bittersweet ! Despite concern for the future, I think I am just as glad to not know what is coming.
We don’t know what is coming but we do know it will come, don’t we?
Although we know that the end is always coming we love the interludes of wonder and beauty till its arrival
Wonderful photos
You’re a very wise person.