And so I come to the end of one challenge,and the start of a new one. I feel I ought to write something momentous, in honor of today being the both last day of January and the “river of stones” challenge. But to be perfectly honest, it was a perfectly ordinary kind of day, with no new smells, sights, or sounds of note to record. It didn’t rain, but there was no sun to speak of, either. It wasn’t exactly warm, but it wasn’t terribly cold. The birds sang as usual, I spoke to other dog walkers on our morning mosey, and I looked in vain for signs of leaves on every deciduous tree I passed. Yup, a perfectly ordinary day.
Dear Sunshine, I want you.I need you. What can I say? I know you want your space, and I am trying hard not to pressure you, but really, can’t you do better than these rare visits that only leave me wanting more? Is it a cliché to say that without you, my days seem grey and cheerless? Here’s hoping that you will soon be back to stay. Devotedly yours, Me.
I am just about to go out the gate, when I catch the scent of a something lovely, and turn to see that the Sarcococca ruscifolia is in bloom. Suddenly I forget all about the saturated ground, the sodden piles of last year’s leaves, and even the storm clouds pending. Spring is just around the corner– I know it is.