Life is ticking along at a gentle pace for me right now, and I am beyond grateful for these slow, nurturing days. In the run up to Christmas, it can be very easy to get swept along in a constant tide of activity and preparation, but I've learnt over the years to make sure that I stand firm and do things at my own pace. True, my personal pre-Christmas pace is probably way too slow for most folk, being that I don't really get the festive thing going until the middle of the month, but it works for me. I bought new fairy lights last week which was a start, but really not a lot else is going on just yet in relation to the C word.
Yesterday morning we walked in the woods, a cold, energising stomp through the expanse of brown-ness. Brown trees, brown mud, brown leaves, I was so thankful for the soft shafts of golden sunlight, and plenty of creeping green ivy.
We climbed up a steep stepped pathway towards the edge of the woodland, then turned to follow this lovely old stone wall....
....in all it's gorgeous, moss-covered glory. Hooray for growing green stuff!
The sun was so welcome yesterday, I felt like I wanted to find a sheltered patch and lie myself down for a while to soak it up. I have a feeling that my vitamin D levels are low again as I'm struggling a bit with my days....
...so gently does it for now, and that suits me just fine.
I made time for some really enjoyable hours of hooky this weekend, oh it did make me happy! I sat quietly by myself working these waves of random colours, wondering if this cushion is going to be a complete disaster or a bit kind of fabulous. It really is quirky, no doubt about it. Yesterday mid afternoon, I hit on the idea to make myself a coffee with an added slug of Baileys....oh my word, soooo good! I inhaled my hyacinth, sipped my mildly alcoholic coffee and yarned along with myself, feeling rather blissed out.
I had to re-locate my hyacinth bowl today as it's reached the top-heavy stage of flowering and the blooms need to lean against the wall for support. These flowers really are Lovely, with a capital L.
I've been hanging out a bit on the sofa of late, watching a strange assortment of films with the Little People and J. December really is a month for snuggling and I've been taking full advantage, wrapping myself in yarny stitches from head to toe, literally. The combined comfort of hand knit socks and crochet blankets is just amazing.
I'm not quite ready to Christmasify my mantel just yet, although seasonal additions have been gently sneaking in. I bought a scented seasonal candle ("Winter" fragrance), and a funny wooden light up star decoration which I have declared to be "Alpine". No sign of Christmas here just yet, although I am very tempted to whip up some more seasonally appropriate bunting to replace the ice cream pastels of Summer. Ooooo, my Creative Mind is whirling now......