

βοΈ Early morning walks are not really my thing... But when you have a fluffy tailed alarm clock, there is no choice πΆβ¨
You go out, shivering, wrapping yourself in a scarf, dreaming of returning to a warm bed... But then you notice how the world is still asleep, the air is crystal fresh, and there is something special in the silence ....
And suddenly you understand - it's not so bad to start the day like this: with frost, movement and a devoted look nearby π€