Flannel sheets. (Macro shot) (Click picture for larger view)
"There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself. " ~ Ruth Stout
Winter nights were made for warm snuggles and warmer hearts. ~ AnonymousThe cold air hit Virginia Beach this week; a freeze killed the begonias growing in our flower beds and the leaves of the fig tree finally curled and started to shrivel as its life sap quit flowing. Wind chills are down into the twenties and even with his curly coat of hair, Max keeps more to his doghouse, heated comfortably by a lightbulb and insulated walls. The sun's path swings lower in the sky; and in response shadows are long by three in the afternoon.
This is the time of year when the flannel sheets come out. There is nothing better than snuggling down between flannel sheets, soft blankets and piles of pillows. Add a window open slightly to let in the frigid air and a glass of water on the bedside table, its contents cooled by the winter wind; and this is the very best sleeping weather. Alas, there is but one problem; who wants to emerge from that warm cocoon to face the cold floors next morning?
Brrrr! Submission for Macroday topic "winter". (end of post)