After stepping out of the bath.
Early on a winter morning.
Coming in with bright red fingers, toes and nose after playing in the snow.
Even encouraging bread dough to rise.
This magical spot is sought after.
The above photo is not a soft cushioned seat nor a pile of towels.
It is two boys snuggled against the floor level heater vent behind the bathroom door.
The tiles in front warm up toasty and nice and with the towels positioned just so to trap the radiating heat,
it is pure bliss.
