Love these things about Winter: a warm fire, wool socks, a glass of mulled cider or wine and reading a good book. Add to all that a cat on your lap and a dog asleep in front of the fire and you have the definition of happiness.
Read outside, in the grass. books about adventures and friends. and I was all the time alone with the grass, feeling the scent of the book above all. so, I guess my best friends are a book and some little spot of grass.