I had a spring in my step this morning. I woke up and stretched like a cat (ok, an overweight cat in mismatched pyjamas but you get the picture), then I wriggled my toes and for once I didn't mind that it was a Monday morning. For me this is the New Year; no more cooking jobs for months and so the burden of normal work seemed like a feather as I lay in bed.
Ten minutes later, having failed to brush my hair or care what clothes I put on, I emerged into the daylight with the Loyal Hound frisking at my heels, delighted at the prospect of his morning walk. The air was balmy and I could smell spring in the westerly breeze. A halo of cloud was waterfalling over the top of the mountain but the rest of the sky was blue and for the first time in months I didn't need to put a coat on. Finally it seems that the icy shroud of winter may be being shrugged off by a defiant spring. I know that this is a false spring, that winter will return, enraged and chilly, but for today I enjoyed this glimpse of what could be.
After a leisurely breakfast where I had to have toast and butter because there wasn't enough milk to be healthy and have cereal, I wandered over to the office. I didn't have much to do today. I just needed to gather together everything hat I need for my Scottish trip, catch up with my mileage sheets (I know - it's gripping isn't it), then I had this cunning plan that I would venture into the garden and try and dig over the vegetable patch and plant the garlic out.
Naturally, from the moment I entered the office this plan was blown out of the blue and spring like sky. I have been deluged with hideous e mails that have taken hours to deal with and it is now half past four and I haven't been anywhere near the garden. Incidentally though, there was a very nice e mail in amongst the horrible ones offering to get the Loyal Hound a new toy - how nice is that!
Somehow though, despite not having the day I was looking forward to, I don't care. That sense of spring has buoyed me up and nothing will get me down if I can help it. I hope you all feel the same.
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i love it when spring starts to feel like it might just come one day soon....I had snowdrops in the garden for the first time a few days ago. Cheered me up no end!
I know - it's amazing how the sight of a tiny bulb coming through the ground can make me feel like a different person. Suddenly I stop wallowing in winter and start looking ahead again :)
It's been lovely here today. Freezing, but still lovely. And I have the next 4 days off work. Yippee!
Bring on spring. I have nothing fashionable in my winter wardrobe. Not that I have anything fashionable in my spring wardrobe but fewer layers make me look less like a yeti.
I saw a snow drop last week and got terribly excited about spring, despite the fact that it's still freezing.
Bring on the frisking that's what I say.
I rather like looking like a yeti in winter. It suggests that things will improve come the spring, when I know they won't - I'll just look like a yeti in fewer clothes!
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