Becca and I have been discussing the merits of the seasons. I’ve been pining for weather warm enough to wear a dress and she’s been itching for snow. Mostly she makes me jealous of blue skies and green things and I tease her with photos of snow and fun wintery things. This is one of those posts, complete with gloomy winter photo.
"My mother would never let the hearth die in her home," Margret said. She felt Agnes turn to look at her, but didn't meet her gaze. "She believed that as long as a light burned in the house, the Devil couldn't get in. Not even during the witching hour." Agnes was quiet. "What do you believe?" she asked eventually. Margret extended her hands towards the flames. "I think a fire is a useful thing to keep a body warm," she said. - Burial Rites by Hannah Kent Teaser Tuesday is hosted by MizB at Should Be Reading . For other contributions click here .
*pout*
ReplyDeleteSo not necessary!! *considers jumping into pictures ala Mary Poppins.
Was too!! You’re killing me with all the photos of blue skies, green leafy things and shiny water.
ReplyDelete…forget Mary Poppins we really should just swap. You take my stats test tomorrow and bask in the snowiness and I’ll sit and get some color and do whatever it is you’re going to do tomorrow because it’s got to be at least as awesome as a stats test