Winter afternoons on holidays and weekends were special. My mom and I would head up to the terrace with books and sit there reading - the sun would wrap us up like a well-loved old blanket and we would read till the shadows were long and it turned cold. Those were perhaps the only time she never reprimanded me for reading stories and fictions and comics...well anything other that school text. The cat would grace us somedays with his presence though this day he was out and about in the neighborhood :)
I think that is part of the reason I love Autumn here - where I live- the sunshine reminds me of this - a perfect one for having oranges and reading ...