I mark the advent of December with mixed feelings...
I miss those red hot unlayered and unfettered days, green leaves and the colour pop of flowers punctuating the landscape.
But I welcomed the taste of that first snowflake, disappearing in an instant on the tip of the tongue. And the pretty jewelled lights from the pristine snow of a first snowfall.
And I welcome the sounds, smells and tastes of tradition; happy lyrical bells, warm sorrel, Black cake and sweetbread. The warmth and magic of the Holiday season.