An island moon...
Rising out of the water,
Hanging over our island in all of its glory.
We had not planned to be here...
We do not spend time on the island during December...
But it was meant to be,
And it is wonderful,
This 'Island Time' in December.
high above the palm trees,
like a diamond in the sky,
on a cold winter's night...
The winter wind howled and the rain poured...
And it was so cold...
A damp wet cold that chills you to the bone...
A cold that requires a fire, cashmere and hot mulled wine.
sipped wine,
listened to Christmas music,
cooked homemade soup,
and sprinkled Christmas magic throughout the island house.
All dressed up in holiday style...
Blessings
*****Yaya*****
3 comments:
Thank you for the words that paint the emotion of your time out of time on your blessed island. Mulled wine and comfort of homemade soup, how delightful.
And thank you, Cloudhands, for your visit and kind words. I always enjoy my visit at your lovely and peaceful place. Thank YOU, for creating that space and sharing it those of us in the blogging world.
Yaya
The unexpected things often bring the greatest joy - thank you for sharing it with us!
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