Christmas has come and gone

the decorated corners have been dusted and the greenery burned gratefully,

the gingerbread house admired and applauded, though not exactly eaten, by those of us with multiple fillings.

The radiant sunrise inhales through bare, stoical boughs,

and snow is here.

and the veg garden, though in need of much work, likes beneath its wintry cover

there is still much to be done

but nevertheless, we

... we are going toboganning...