Mulled wine

Isaac has the Blues in his head.  He sings the Blues as we walk; their porch rocking chair rhythms marking our steps.  It's cold and wet and the wind hits us as we climb the hills.  

Snow low down near the valley.  The Christmas market has been cancelled but the Maison des Consuls is open and mulled wine is being served.  Isaac explains his theory of the  *off beat moment* as we try to warm our hands around our glasses.  Basically he's reinventing Mindfulness but I hear him out and promise to allow myself more off beat moments.