It is two degrees Celsius outside as I'm writing this.
As soon as December replaced November from the digital calendar on my computer screen, the temperature no longer seems to go up any higher than 8 degrees Celsius. Leaves no longer cover the pavements and parks, as most trees have shed theirs, leaving naked branches clawing into the sky, ready to embrace the new season.
As if they all just woke up from a deep sleep - given how warm the autumn season this year was - and decided that December should be, as it is always supposed to be, a wintry one.
I'm starting to feel more optimistic that London will be able to see those magical white powder coming down from the sky this year. White Christmas probably?
In the mean time, Happy Holiday, and Merry Christmas in advance to those celebrating!
As soon as December replaced November from the digital calendar on my computer screen, the temperature no longer seems to go up any higher than 8 degrees Celsius. Leaves no longer cover the pavements and parks, as most trees have shed theirs, leaving naked branches clawing into the sky, ready to embrace the new season.
As if they all just woke up from a deep sleep - given how warm the autumn season this year was - and decided that December should be, as it is always supposed to be, a wintry one.
I'm starting to feel more optimistic that London will be able to see those magical white powder coming down from the sky this year. White Christmas probably?
In the mean time, Happy Holiday, and Merry Christmas in advance to those celebrating!
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