Falling ice

One day before Christmas. The snow on the roof turned to ice and every night I hear it falling down, landing crushing on our garage roof.
Whole afternoon I did some baking lessons with my mum…we made like three or four cakes…snow-white cake, orange cake mmmmmm.
By the way, the Christmas tree survived last night but the cats un-decorated the lower parts.
After some disappointment with ordering my phone, I finally bought it today…in bright shiny blue…well, a shining compromise. Will try to befriend it with my fingers now…

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