Frozen January morning

What I did today: Woke up after amazing dreams about playing my impossible Beethoven Sonata (4 flats is way too many), and admired the thick frost on the fence and garden from the bedroom window, although worried whether I'd buried my dahlias deep enough in mulch. Quickly put on clothes (why didn't we leave them on the radiators to warm, as we did for the kids?) and went down to the kitchen for a wonderful hot cappuccino. Feeling strong enough after that, I rang HMRC to sort out income-tax questions, and then pushed the button to file our return (good news: HM owes us). Then breakfast (note: need to make more muesli) and an email surprise: a touching video of Grandson making his first baby sounds that are not cries. To the gym for the first aqua class of the year (needed it), then back to finish January sorting-out-projects. The beginning of January is a great time of year, frozen or not. Last year is so...