The above photo was taken at around 9:40am this morning, although it looks as if it could be much earlier. I find myself very aware of how short our days are right now, how late the sun rises in the sky each morning and how very few hours of full daylight we are getting in each twenty four hours.
On Sunday it'll be the shortest day of the year and Winter Solstice. I'm thinking I would like to celebrate the Solstice this year, although not sure what exactly to do, but I'm thinking something warm and cosy and light-filled. Something sunshiney perhaps, or something evergreen. Do any of you celebrate this day? If you do, if you have any family traditions that you do at this special time, I'd love to hear about it.
So yes, I was waiting for a train this morning. I love my local train station, it's very decorative with some beautifully preserved curly-wurly painted bits, and the metal work is painted in a most desirable shade of turquoise which I adore. Something quite lovely about sitting ones bottom on a turquoise bench, even if said bench is very very cold indeed.
I was actually early for the train which is quite a novelty for me :: usually I'm the one arriving all hot and bothered and panting from running and making it only just in time (or missing the train completely, which happens more frequently than I care to admit). So this morning I found myself strolling leisurely up and down the sunny platform and having a good look around. And I found myself smiling. There was blue sky and sunshine and the station's twiddly bits...
....and the old quirky planters of cheerful polyanthus and clipped box. It was all quite wonderful in a simple and rural kind of way.
My train journey was a short forty minutes :: I was off to The City to attempt some Christmas shopping. I do really enjoy traveling by train. I enjoy gazing out the window and watching the changing landscapes, enjoy observing the colours and shadows, the hills and fields and rivers and roads and bridges and towns as I whizz past.
And I enjoy a little time to sit and crochet too. I am in full swing with a new project and am so excited by it. There has been this design gradually forming in my whirly-gig mind over recent weeks and I am LOVING bringing it out of that whirly-gig place, through my fingers and into reality. Love the creation process so very much. Sitting and crocheting whilst journeying was hugely enjoyable.
Wish I could say the same about the Christmas Shopping, which was hugely un-enjoyable.
The City Centre was so very City-Centre-ish, so big and crowded and noisy and Shoppy.
Maybe I just wasn't in the mood for Shoppy.
Maybe I should've just stayed home instead.
I wonder if I could crochet all my presents?
In the next week?
For the whole of my family and several good friends?
Hmm possibly not.