The Christmas tree has been persuaded back into its’ box and hauled into the cupboard. Some of the decorations are destined for donation to a charity shop – not yet though. I’ll save them until October as I’m sure the shops don’t really have the space to store them till next autumn. Epiphany has passed me by – no Galette des Rois this year. Candlemass doesn’t get celebrated, nor St. Agnes Eve (“…ah bitter chill it was. The owl for all his feathers was a-cold. The hare limped trembling thro’ the frozen grass and silent was the flock in woolly fold”- Keats) so our next festivals will be St. Valentine’s day and Shrove Tuesday, only three days apart this year and both chances for some edible treats. Hopefully by then there will be signs of Spring, Winter just isn’t my favourite season. Stay warm – and dry! x