A quiet winter morning awakes. It is still dark outside though there are the faintest glimmerings as the sun begins to rise. And it is cold. The air hovers a few degrees below freezing and I wish I could put on my coat and hat and scarf and gloves and go on a lovely early morning walk to breathe deep of the fresh winter air but alas this is a day in which I am obliged to work frantically away on this little laptop. I should be grateful and indeed I am. But nonetheless I still sigh. My heart yearns for that long winter walk with my legs striding on before me as I gaze up at the clouds scudding past in the early morning sky. Maybe I shall make a slight excuse and go out just for a few minutes. Just for a few. I now with a pep in my step and a fire in my heart leap up. This day shall be glorious.