Saturday. Clear blue sky, temperature -15°C.
After a mug of hot, fresh coffee I walked the dog and did some shopping. Although we cannot talk about spring in this season there happened something strange to my brain caused by the sunny, crispy day. Actually for a certain period I love the winter but obviuosly the soul hungers for some spring.
When I empty my bag I had to realize that I did the shopping in a different season. The only things I found have been some red, green and white which need to be served with some warm slices of freshly baked bread.
A saturday evening in winter and spring food. Get prepared for the next season.