Falls behind the eye is still snow is cold. I do not like winter, I do not like when it is cold. But then I like the festive atmosphere when we are the eve of the smells, bustle about the kitchen, the Christmas tree and snow outside the window breaks. This climate is most like that! My dreams for the year grew even more. My bottom are becoming increasingly more boring and monotonous. I have the impression that every day the same thing happens, no nothing. It will sit in a wool sweater and I was holding the hands of hot cocoa. it Winter.
