Dear Ma-Ma,
A singlet, all-in-one, jumper, coat, stockings, pants, shoes, hat and two blankets is not required in temperate winters. When I cry I am telling you that that the walk is no longer fun as I am hot so please take off some layers.
Love
Pei xxx
Even in the middle of winter, when the sun shines, so do the people. Today lots of people are out walking, kicking the ball, enjoying thier families and sharing food. I really like the winter sun, especially since it does not last long and by 3pm, the sky has returned to its moody grey, the mist arrives and the cool evening settles into the cold night. Anything that needs to or that should be done, should be done without delay. The trees above are skinny and stark in winter and full and leafy green in summer. I love this street and how the trees characterise the seasons so clearly. There is a lack of season definition here in Melbourne so trees and other things act as a clue or guide, especially on the sunniest of winter days where we might be tricked into believing otherwise. 
I havent written about the dog for a while, he is still here though, ever loyal and loving. He is such a good dog. I have just started to let him get close to the baby. The baby loves to see the dog and greets him with a big smile and kick, kick, kick of the legs. Of course the dog is curious about this wriggly, wriggle puss and has to poke his nose very close to see what it is. Both baby and dog exchange some very nice and gentle looks, until the baby reaches out to grab a handful of whiskers, face, ear, paw etc in which case the dog leaps up and scats. The baby is now moving and soon enough there will be a time when he gets to the dog before I realise, and I want both of them to be comfortable and relaxed in that instance. The other day, I saw a kid get bitten by a dog that was tied up out the front of the supermarket. It was very scary and upsetting for the kid, the mother and the dog (the dog's owner was not there). I would hate to see this happen to our boy at home, but given our dog is a sooky whippet, it is fairly unlikely.
I'm not too sure about you, but I read quite a few blogs of people I do not know, but I really enjoy what they write or the pictures they post. I never comment or introduce myself. I'm not sure if this is the correct etiquette. Maybe you can tell me? Maybe its even worse to tell others about the ones I enjoy without their permission? What do you think?
Sometimes I get a bit obsessed over a particular type of tea. Not drinking wine at the moment, I am appreciating tea and I realise that a very fine tea is just like a very fine wine. The same qualities of smell, colour and taste apply. My current obsession tea is called baby chrysanthumum tea. It is from a very famous tea shop in Hong Kong called Mee Heung Cheun Tea Co. I have never been that thrilled about Chryssy tea, always pale yellow in colour and kind of mouldy tasting...that was until I tried this tea. From the moment I poured in the hot water, it immediately began to brew, I could smell an almost orange blossom fragrance, sweet and soft. The colour is a very clear green and the flowers open up as you can see above. The taste is both smell and flavour in one, sweet and not bitter or mouldy. This is how tea is meant to be drunk. It is the difference between a $10 bottle of wine and a $60 bottle of wine, that kind of difference. 
