Chimon Tendo

The snow had been falling since 11pm the previous night, from the piles on the windowsill were about six inxhes. The view from his window was winter wonderland shame it was spring and the second week in april.
He liked the snow, smiled thinking good a work from home day, there was  feint click he turned to his left and lifted the kettle of is base and poured the water into the waiting coffeepot.  Turning back to the window, watching  a coal tit feeding on the bird table.  The bird was pecking at the seeds, with such an intensity that it gave the impression the poor creature had not eaten for months.
Reaching out with his lefthand he slowly and firmly pushed the plunger on the coffee pot down. Taking a mug from the sink, lifted the pot and poured it into the mug. Setting the pot down as he lifted the mug to his mouth. That first brew of the day was always the best, turn 180 on the spot he walked out the kitchen, turned left and opened his study’s door.

Walking to his desk he flicked the pc monitor on, sat in his comfortable office chair. He setvhis mug firmly on the slate beer mat. He began the day……