A man and woman sit on a couch. Cloaked in large blankets and dressed in pajamas in the dead of winter. You can hear the wind blowing against the window pane. Snow has fallen and the day was long and dark.
Defying the notion that ice cream is a treat best left to the long, hot days of summer, Mr. Sweet & I indulge in a bowl in the middle of winter. We don’t care how cold it is, we are down for a scoop.
Sometimes we wonder if we are the only ones.
Do you enjoy the cold treat in the darkest of winter nights?