Today is officially winter, it's already February 28. We survived this cold, dark and in many ways scary winter. It was probably the worst and most difficult in four years of war. Although, maybe it's just already accumulated fatigue.
It's already spring tomorrow. Although if you look around - the snow is lying as if nothing had happened, the paths are white, the air is cold, and nothing at all hints at drops and tulips.
Maria and I, my friend, went to a cafe. Just get out, change the picture, drink something hot and talk a little.
We were met by such a red-haired handsome man near the cafe.
Sitting. Calm. With dignity. He's definitely not frighten of frost in such a fur coat. The fur is thick, well-groomed, the tail is a special pride. The eyes are serious, attentive, but without panic. He didn't look lost. And he didn't look hungry. To be honest, it doesn't look like a stray cat. Too neat, too confident. I want to believe that it has owners and a warm house, and it's just a walk or a tour of the territory. Although I don't welcome such walks without the hosts at all. If only because there are a lot of cars in this place.
Maria, of course, melted right away. She's a big cat lover. She has three of them - Toyra, Trisha and Kasia. I've already told you about them many times. We stood for a while, looked at the red-haired handsome man, took some photos (for of course), and went to warm up in our favorite cafe.
The dogs were waiting for me at home. They weren't too happy, because today I left without them. But, firstly, I also needed relaxation, and, secondly, I wanted to drink coffee in peace and not think about the fact that they were waiting for me in a cold car.
But still, today is a good day. The last winter one. Snow under the paws, cold air, a red cat in a perfect fur coat and the feeling that spring is already somewhere nearby. By now
Tomorrow. Although the snow doesn't seem to know about it yet.
