Christmas is passed, though the city finally looks the part:
Have you ever really looked at a snowflake?
Gothic towers swathed in white.
A stop for dinner.
In vintage Woolrich and mother's jacket.
A Mexican hot chocolate and fresh whipped cream,
Quickly devoured.
No time to even catch this chocolate cheesecake, only the empty plate.
Dawdling on the way home.
It is winter.
