It's been years since we had a proper "Cape Winter" - days where you don't see the sun, where it's only a matter of grey turning darker that indicates sunset. Rain continually drifting down, only marginally heavier than falling mist. Everything green and damp and dripping. Birds huddled on the fence, dogs with wet feet and cold noses. Trees fading into layers of opacity, no horizon.
But it's one of those days. The cold seeps in the windows and up from the floors. Thoughts of bed and multiple duvets dominate. The aircon is on hot, but there's still a draft under the desk.
And I have this sudden urge for chocolate. I find myself printing recipes for chocolate mousse, chocolate cookies, hot chocolate souffles. A brief image of dark chocolate truffles melts its way across my mind, leaving me drooling.
Comfort food. Chocolate and soup and fresh crusty bread.
It's one of those days. Real Winter.
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