Monday, December 31, 2012

How Tungsten Spent Christmas Morning

These pictures are self-explanatory. Tungsten, who is starting to feel her age, I think, has always been as thin as the page of a book seen end-on, so she enjoys radiant warmth. And nothing is as warming, physically or otherwise, as a good fire. I placed a cushion in front of the hearth so that she could enjoy her time even more. This is how the orange one spent Christmas morning.

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