Snow on berries

Isn't this just the most beautiful sight! My window scene as I open my eyes. The first snows are the most magical. It feels warmer than cold weather without snow. Muffled. Christmassy. Soft. 

The seagulls are flying above. There is open water or they would be gone. 

It's time to bring out the hot chocolate with brandy and a few chunks of ginger. Suka of Brazil told me about that as we were eating yet another bowl of plain oatmeal and watery tea and dreaming about food back home. This was on our Self-Mastery course. I suppose that we hadn't mastered detachment from the desire for deliciousness.