A fine linen cupboard

This is a good time of year to put my linen cupboards straight.  I love good bed linen, I adore slipping between well-pressed sheets.  I have to iron my bed linen, or else my dreams get wrinkled.  No seriously, I have to iron my sheets, full stop.  My particular weakness is for antique french sheets, monogrammed or not.  They are heavy, smooth, cool in the summer and warm in winter.  Nothing can compare. 

Luckily for me, not many people have the patience or the equipment to deal with ironing these monster sheets, and I often find them in our local brocante and antique fairs.  I have such fun ferreting around these places, bargaining, chatting to the vendors. 

I'm really pretty lazy, but using beautiful linen sort of makes me a better person.  I know that, with just two minutes effort, it could look like this.

or this

winter activities

I know it sounds like whining, but this snow and ice and general coldness just make me long for real comfort, say in a ski chalet.  It's not that I'm a great skier, I just love everything that goes with it.  Warm quilts, blazing fires, beautiful views and hot chocolate.

How about some of these?

Waiting for Spring

So just when we thought that the snow was definitely gone, and that at last it might warm up a bit, here it comes again.  Rode this morning and regretted having forgotten the gloves, doubled up the covers on the horses and promised them yet again that it will soon be over.

At least it's pretty to look at.