Well, that's how Granddaughter described us a half an hour ago as we sprawled in row, cuddling and watching The Secret of Moonacre a light fantasy involving a black lion, a unicorn amongst other magical things.
And we were too as lay against each other, replete and content.
It brought to mind a different kind of entwining last night.
No time to dwell, all the time to experience.
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