Today was a cloudy, cold, windy day - the perfect preview to a Canberra winter. I'm at the end of a lingering virus and had spent the morning outside pegging out the washing. Every part of me was cold to my bones, so I had a hot shower.
I put on my favourite cardigan and my brightest crocheted socks.
I gathered up my bags and walked out the door.
And then we spent an hour drinking hot chocolate, people watching and crocheting. Well, I was crocheting - he was reading the newspaper.
It was a perfect Saturday afternoon. Even the washing dried on the line.