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Blue sky days

It’s not the dark that I mind about wintertime, no, dark I love. It is the sometimes relentless grey that makes me a tad obsessive about tracking the sun, and those blue skies that come with it. Watching, waiting for it to arrive….willing it to burst into this waiting valley of mine….

This week we woke up to golden….that most precious of lights, filtering in through the curtains and dancing a little in our front gardens

And hot on the heels of the golden beginning – oh yes! Deeply blue – it’s all I really need to be happy. Sometimes I forget this, and meander down the road of other loves: books, music, chocolate, lost stripey bobble hats….but no! Deeply blue – it’s as simple as that.

I get all dizzy with excitement and run up the nearest hill to catch this possibly fleeting light

….whereas Miss Martha, the coolest of cats, stays close to home and tracks the sunshineyness as it seeps into the garden

I love the way winter light tickles around our house – it’s not the windows-flung open, big hot light that washes inisde during the summer (yes, I did say summer, hope springs eternal). But this light is pretty nonetheless, and it shyly whispers into rooms when you’re not watching

I look at my house with different eyes, as it pours into otherwise dark corners

Sometimes this is a good thing….clothes I wear and wear until they beg for mercy look a little more colourful and forgiving in the day’s goldenness

My windows however are less than merciful as the light makes them scream out ‘you see, look everyone, we haven’t been washed since 2007, shocking, this is how she treats us, the hussy’. Well, that’s enough of that nonsense. It’s bad enough that my ears suffer stropping teenagers, I’m not about to have backchat from windows as well. And anyway, I have a hot date on the deck….

Because it is still February, and technically winter, there is still fireside watching and sofa sitting that can be done, when friends drop in, in their lovely layered woollies.

I am even beyond caring whether it is cold or not. It is the magical soup of deeply blue sky that I want to fall in to, throw myself in to, give myself up to, completely, utterly, for ever. So there you have it. Full. Deep. Blue. Grateful. Me.


1 Amanda Clark { 02.20.13 at 5:51 pm }

Your words and photos are wonderful Jaine. Little sunshine for feb makes my heat sing! Waiting for the first flowers and catkins on the trees. X

2 Heather { 02.20.13 at 9:49 pm }

a great post Janie, what a lovely spot on the deck! soak it up when you can! Heather x

3 Jaine { 02.20.13 at 9:50 pm }

hey thank you, lovely you….. x

4 laoi gaul-williams { 02.21.13 at 9:42 am }

*sigh* we had three gorgeous days of blue sky and sunshine here in the new forest…and it was so warm 🙂 i did a little gardening, sat on the raised deck my swampy made at the bottom of the garden with flynt next to me, gazed at the blue, blue sky and felt so happy. the endless rain and grey sky we have had was slowly getting to me and i really needed that sunshine.

5 mandie { 02.21.13 at 4:15 pm }

gorgeous .. as always xx

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