Tales of a British expat transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside.
Lover of old, time-worn, and antique.
Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-lover.
Monday, November 28, 2011
A bitter-cold night, ground laden with a hoar frost. There's whispers of snowfall by morning light. The kind of evening that lends itself to staying indoors, finishing the Christmas cards, and watching old movies on the television. A time to nest.