The sun is shining......

Hello, February - a month I used to remember as being the hottest of the year. Not any more. It is perishingly cold today, and a friend has just been around to prune the apple tree. Which spurred me on to start hacking wildly at the roses too. 

Friend checking out the tree before pruning it

 The skies, as you can see, are beautifully blue and the sun is shining too. Which makes one think it is warm. It is not remotely warm.

After pruning

 And the sun is streaming into the house, showing up every particle of dust and every smear on the windows. And every cobweb. There are many cobwebs.

February is the month my daughter was born. And it is also the month my granddaughter was born.  February is a bright and cheerful month in my mind. A happy month. A month of the colours pink and red and hearts and joy and love and ..... I have always loved February.

My mind therefore battles with what the eyes see when they look out of the windows - the ones with the smears on them. The vista is usually greyish and cold here in the frozen north. Sigh. I don't spend a great deal of time looking back at things. I look at today. The dust and cobwebs, remember - I looked. I know that living fully every day is the important thing I need to focus on. Of course it is. But when the month heralds the celebration of special events, then of COURSE I look back. And the images flash by today, kaleidoscoping 31 amalgamated years into a blur of colour and sound only I can see. I can even feel that soft baby skin. (This will be repeated in April and May too, by the way.) (And March is also heavy on memories.) (In fact Feb, March, April, May are just family months, so be prepared for sentiment at times.)

Anyway. Today. I decided that I would document a day in my life, taking a photo every hour from waking to sleep. I could not have chosen a more boring day. I woke at 7. Photo one = my duvet cover on the bed with a lump underneath it. That was me. Photo 2= the unmade bed. Photo 3 = a cup of coffee. Photo 4 =the computer screen. Photo 5 = iced up water butts in the garden. Photo 6 = apple tree being pruned. Photo 7 = coffee cup. Photo 8 will probably be of me on the couch crocheting, and heaven knows what else I will be able to come up with.

Hmmm.

Maybe I need to choose a better, more exciting day. Any other day may be more interesting. It could not possibly be more boring. Oooh look, time to take another photo. I am blogging. Snap. Actually, the camera's battery is about to expire, so I think I am off the hook for today. Ridiculous idea.

And you get a gold star for sticking around, if you are still here. This is not a stellar post.

I will be back tomorrow. I will have an adventure of sorts, come what may.