Gaelle Bonheur Carolina Ogliaro Tag

A soft and white snowfall, a cup of red-hot cinnamon tea resting on the sill of a window creates a slight condensation, which expands as a hand on the skin, on the glass.

Behind, the darkness of the bedroom is interrupted by the cold blue light of the television and resonates, suddenly, with the same intensity of the thunder, the sentence ” The food always finds those who love to cook!”