The transition from autumn to winter is always tough. With fall comes the excitement of wrapping up warm in over-sized knits yet still being able to drink Angelina hot chocolate outside in the Tuileries. But with winter comes the reality of the biting cold. The realisation of not being able to leave the house for more than a few minutes at a time gradually begins to sink in. The thought of constantly seeking refuge indoors becomes rather depressing. With this in mind I can’t help but dream of those warmer days when the leaves still had life in them, flowers were in bloom and everything seemed possible…

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