Freezing...

... The fragments of ice, which look like melting snow, are in fact frozen solid. It's a bit parky out there today. Icicles abound. Tiny flakes of snow are drifting around, some of them going sideways and upwards as though they can't decide whether to stay or return from whence... 

I'm a little aimless myself today. I might find myself a comfy chair, a warm corner, a broo and a book. (I haven't had a leisurely read for a long time, and there is a book calling me). I always associate reading with guilt. I blame my Mother, who was firmly of the opinion it was unreasonable to read while vacuuming. She might have been right (Mums often are). 

Hmm.. The snow seems to be making a more concerted effort since I started to write.