Thursday, December 25
The woods, 12:00
Today the sun will be making strange colours through the tress and off the snow. I am going for an after-breakfast walk.
Everywhere will be shut and we will do very little. We will read online and in books. Naa and I will play Ubongo and she will beat me. We will find nothing much to entertain us on television.
We will eat most of the rest of the fish.