As this mid-week comes I’m feeling pretty thankful. Thankful that January’s over to be honest. It’s a difficult month, cold and dark, with little to look forward to in terms of the outside world, since Spring’s a few months away yet. February brings a little more cheer. It contains the school half term, more snowdrops, daffodils, and most importantly, it’s not January.
Here’s what I’ve been lovin lately:
1. The hour before sunset, when the girls and boys are being taken home for tea. A few dog walkers remain, getting the last few rays of light before they disappear below the horizon. It’s a quiet time of day, where I can gaze out to sea, to the fields, to somewhere outside mainly, hopefully. People are packing up, heading home. It’s a nice time to be out.
2. French Fancies. Because sometimes you need a hit of sugar so stark it makes your teeth stand on edge and your mouth erupt in a storm of sugar heaven. I don’t like the yellow ones – there’s something odd about yellow sweets, but the strawberry (?!) not really strawberry are they, let’s face it – the PINK ones are yum. They remind me of pink Calpol – remember that? These little beauts were £1 from Poundland and that’s one hundred pennies well spent IMO.
3. The nice man in Halfords who showed me how to fill up the oil in my car without judgement as to how I’d gone through life thus far without knowing. No I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. Yes I felt a little silly. No not silly enough not to be very grateful and actually listen. Yes bit annoyed he asked me whether I had a partner who might help me. No not too annoyed as TBH he was really just being kind. And how many times do you get that as a regular part of Customer Service these days?
4. The breakfast of dreams. Rhubarb steeped in its own juices and a touch of sugar with softly baked oats and nuts, with a dollop of the creamiest vanilla yoghurt. Eaten with a little spoon watching the garden birds fight one another to get a peck at the bird feeder handing from the climbing rose. Sometimes you need to just stop and look out of the window.
5. The longest of lie ins, from which I woke not quite knowing where I was, nor what time it was. When the room was already yellow with sunlight and the birds had been a tweeting for a long while. I’m an early bird by nature, but a combination of early mornings and fun-but-late nights had left me feeling rather sleepy come the morning alarm. So it was lovely to wake up and it not really matter what time I plodded downstairs. Time for an extra cup of tea underneath my snuggly 13.5 tog duvet.
6. The restorative power of the sea – yet again. Yet again the sea provided me with a little bit of respite when I really needed it. I’d already been out on a walk that day, but I got itchy feet during the afternoon and fancied another stroll. That’s where I encountered the dog-walkers home bound, the sun just starting to dip down towards the horizon. The seagulls were squarking and that’s something that always makes me feel peaceful. There’s such a lot of happy things I associate with the sea – holidays, ice cream, time away from the office, sunshine, reading, relaxing, seafood and wine… So whatever time of year, I love to be beside the seaside 🙂