It wasn’t until it ended that I realised what a long month January had been. February came and brought blue skies: a treat worth savouring, from dawn ’til dusk. (Tom got up for dawn; I stayed in bed for extra z’s.) We spent most of the day getting lungfuls of fresh air, hiking up steep downs, enjoying clear views from the top, and later climbing trees along woodland coast. Daffodils and snowdrops poked up through the moss, and ducks paired off at the pond. I think spring might be on its way and I’m ready to soak up the fresh air and sunshine.
The days are just a little longer. Though sunset is still early, there’s still time to squeeze in a trip to Newtown Creek before the light completely fades.
Someone asked recently what I felt passionate about. I surprised myself by how quickly I replied ‘being outside’. Sure, I love all sorts of making, baking, reading and writing. But it’s the hours spent in the big outdoors that gets me grinning ear to ear. I’m hoping February blows in many more fresh, bright skies.
your photos always make me so happy. there’s snow outside my window right now, so the thought of ducks and daffodils brings a smile to my face…spring is on its way! (sort of.)
Thanks Shoko! We’ve just had snow forecast so I may have been a little premature.. Oh well!
Woow, it already looks like spring where you live! It’s still all white and snowy here in Switzerland. I’m in bed with a cold, so no adventures outside, I guess..
That’s so hard being stuck indoors and poorly! Hope you feel better soon, and have a good view from your window!
I’m with you on spending time in the big outdoors, and you seem to do it so well. Cheers.
Thanks Denise. Outdoors eh- just can’t beat it!