Friday, 18 January 2008
Where's my jumper?
I took this photo in the garden yesterday at the brightest point of the day . it is sooo grey here. I could tolerate the rain and the cold if we had some respite from the grey. What with the mornings being so dark and gloomy too. I have been lucky in that I've spent a lot of time at home this week finishing orders, ordering canvas and fabric and generally feeling coccooned. Buoyed along with the help of Radio 4 and a mountain of blogs to read, the atmosphere has been cosy and calm, so things haven't been too bad.
What I am beginning to realise is that I really need some fresh air, not the mad dash to school or corner shop kind of fresh air, but the exhilarating and bracing breath of air you get on a long winter's walk. I also need to buy some woollies, I seem to be mistress of the cardigans but looking through my clothes the other day found that I've only got one thick jumper that I wear (I hate to admit this) over my pyjama tops if I get up really early to go to the car boot!
Evenings here seem to be spent fighting the urge to fall asleep on the sofa by the fire. We seem to be going to bed earlier and earlier. Things are so different in the summer when you want to savour every last minute of the day. Mind you there's a lot to be said for going to bed with a good book! You probably all know my favourite book, this post here explains why I love "I Capture the Castle" so much. But any books by Anne Tyler do for me what a nice old woolly jumper might on a long, cold walk. She writes books that offer gentle insights into the every day, the detail of domestic and family life with a humour and warmth that always make me smile. I know I'm in for a treat when there's a new Anne Tyler to be read. Lying on the sofa or snuggled under the duvet (and mountain of eiderdowns) these are the kind of books that I love to read on grey days.
But it's not all gloom and doom, has anyone had an orange recently? I forgot just how good they are at this time of the year! We had some navel oranges last night and I was instantly transported to being a little girl watching my dad peel orange after orange for me when my mum had found some at the greengrocers. It had to be the sweet, juicy navel oranges though, although I never liked to eat the "baby" one inside! So if the grey all gets a bit too much this weekend, how about a bit of Anne Tyler and a bowl of oranges. Well. maybe not a bowl that would be too virtuous - how about a good book, an orange and a bowl full of chocolate ...
Have a good weekend