Sunday has been filled with hours out clearing the garden, baking cookies and crumble, and exploring our pebbly beaches. It’s been so grey and still, with talk of snow on the radio. Oh, if only! I’ve been sitting by the fire, knitting up a storm, and hoping the weather will take the hint. This snowy Pullman book describes a world in which everyone has a daemon. I’d like to think mine would be a red squirrel; busy, always well-stocked for food, and happiest when outside.
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