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This morning's gift

Posted by Claudia Moser on 11:23 AM in , ,
Woke up this morning and the whole city was covered with snow, winter at its best. The magic around you makes you want to bake, knit, sip hot chocolate and cuddle under a fluffy blanket. So I guess you know my plan for today, might add a walk in the park to add some colour in my cheeks and earn the chocolate treat! Happy Sunday!










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6 Comments

miss b says:
12:06 PM

Lovely snowy pictures and I agree - makes you want to drink hot chocolate and just stay warm. We just have a tiny dusting of snow here in the north west of England but its very cold!
www.missbbobochic.blogspot.co.uk

eileeninmd says:
2:31 PM

Lovely shots! Cuddling under the blanket with some hot chocolate sounds wonderful! Happy Sunday!

Adam says:
4:26 PM

No snow over here yet. it's like sept. outside

Southhamsdarling says:
8:27 PM

Snow really does make everything look beautiful and magical, doesn't it?! Your plan for the day sounds just perfect to me!

Adora Mehitabel says:
8:36 PM

Lovely www.adoramehitabel.blogspot.co.uk

Claudia Moser says:
8:39 AM

@Miss B - the hot chocolate is a mood lifter no matter what :)
@Eillen - happy week, the snow is still present
@Adam - lucky you, we are having everything deep frozen
@Diane - sadly I cannot apply the plan every day, you could though :)
@Adora - thank you!

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