|Down the driveway, toward the front gate.|
Winter Wonderland would be appropriate. It’s gorgeous out here in the country.
The snow is a little late for me, as always. I like to see everything covered in neige for the holidays. In all the time I’ve lived in France we had snow only once, two years ago.
|Charlotte, impatiently waiting for me to take her into the fields.|
Just found my boots, so will be heading out to the fields behind our house with Charlotte who seems to be convinced that snow, no matter what the date on the calendar, is entirely too much fun to quibble about when it arrives. Frolicking would be the best way to describe her glee when she saw everything covered in crunchy white.
I promised to get back to you with my review. My review is: “divinely delicious” with the tea’s rich chocolate and orange flavor and perfume. I add some agave to mine and a splash of milk and, I promise you, it feels like a dessert. Thank you for warning me about the possible dangers of maté which is an important ingredient. I won’t overdose on Euphoria even though I’m tempted.
I’m off. A demain mes très, très, très chers amis.