I made this little fairy myself, out of a glass ornament, sequins, feathers, and an unusual amount of patience.
My housemates were making chocolate frogs all morning; now the house smells of chocolate. Pure chocolate hurts my throat, so I made myself a mug of white chocolate peppermint tea and sipped it while watching the snowfall.
This is the season of sleep. Not restful sleep, but drowsy sleep, the kind that just makes you more tired. It starts with the days getting shorter, and gets worse when it snows. Cursed snow. I wish I could sleep until March.
My other half is returning home in seven days. I hope I will be less sleepy then.
