* Straw hats hung on pegs in the wall. The mercury has gone south, the snow has a crusted top and I can take down a straw hat for a whiff of last summer's sweat while dreaming of next summer's.
* I hop into the backyard snow to untwist the fish kites. They thankfully leap about in the wind.
* On the side table:knitting needles, crochet hook, sunglasses, scissors, a cup with dredges of chocolate inside, yarn=a cold winter's night.
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