NOT FOR HALF A SECOND

I left my home. What was a pity because I would have liked to visit with Mischa the hedghog shelter where she went to take photos and write an article about but no I have a cold and the weather is bad, very bad, the whole day.
A very much jojo cold it is.
A few options for a picture. My blooming geraniums on the sill, my little Pinookio theatre if I only knew how to install it and my collage of little pieces of fabrics that I made for my mother a very long time ago and which of course after her death came back to me. Could have liked to make other ones but that never happened.

My haiku:

It's only a cold
I hold my tongue, covered up
I abide my time



And the proverb:

Let them that be cold blow at the coal.