It’s not fully stasis. This morning the pipes were frozen and now they aren’t, as testified just now, when suddenly, loud groans and much gurgling signalled the bath emptying. But that aside, all is much as it was yesterday, and the day before. It’s still extremely cold (which is wearing) but very quiet (which is not).
I crave warming food; not just food that’s hot, but food that’s spicy. (I drew the line at spiced parsnip soup for breakfast – but only just.) A large pot of spiced tea has taken up permanent residence on the desk and the study is scented with cloves and cinnamon.
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