I'm glad we managed to dash out the door during the precious three hours of clear blue skies on Tuesday. We spent some time in the park to just run around and climb ancient pine trees. Then we noticed the first sunny yellow wattle blooms. Right on queue, just after the solstice. A timely reminder that despite the cold, the sun is surely on its way back. Please hurry.
Days get longer, cold gets stronger
Ancient wisdom sure rings true. This week has been so cold and so grey and now really wet. I've always loved winter but this year, I'm not so sure. Trying to keep the cold out and our spirits up, we're surrounding ourselves indoors with yellow and orange. Keeping warm with comfort food. Soup. Tea. Toast. Summer's preserved golden peaches and apricot jam. Glowing log fires. Hugo cut and pastes, rolls play dough and builds worlds. Happy to be inside for now. Meanwhile, I'm waiting for the imminent arrival of a package of fun from here. Please hurry.