Christmas and New Year came and went in a bit of a blur for me as I was really laid pretty low for the entire time with a chest full of cough and a head full of snot. It's amazing how utterly tiring it is when one's days (and nights) are spent coughing and trying to eject a mountain of snot into a whole box of tissues. I found it exhausting. I spent a good few days of the holiday keeping myself as still as possible and in a horizontal position, and I was so thankful to have J around to keep the house and Little People ticking over whilst I made myself rest.
Our Christmas day was quiet and rather lovely, a gentle day of enjoying new toys, overdosing on chocolate and cooking/eating a delicious roast dinner. I wasn't well enough to socialise on Boxing Day, so whilst J took the kidlets to spend the day with his family, I took advantage of a quiet house and spent the day lolling around in bed.
This Christmas has been thoroughly enhanced by having Tilly around, she has been an absolute delight. She's a bold, feisty little kitty who loves to be at the centre of whatever is going on, so she was completely involved in every aspect of our Christmas.
I don't have a huge number of photos of her yet as she is incredibly hard to capture on camera. I love that she is still slight enough to be able to scramble up and sit on the narrow ledge of the sash windows....
....and every day during the Christmas period she spent time crawling around the branches of the Christmas tree. Crazy kitty.
We enjoyed some delicious weather during the holiday period, lots of beautiful sunny days and cold, cold temperatures.
Despite feeling pretty rubbish, I did manage to get out and about a few times with the family to fill my lungs with cold fresh air and take in the scenery.
We don't manage to get the Teen to come with us any more, but I've made my peace with that fact. What has really surprised me this holiday is how willing the other two Little People have been to go for a few short walks - in fact this particular walk in the woods was met with something close to enthusiasm which gave me a quiet personal little thrill.
It was a beautiful afternoon, and there was a pocket full of chocolate coins to sweeten the process, plus a promise of a detour into town to have a hot chocolate at the end of the walk. But really, they were just happy to be out and about strolling and chatting and I am secretly hopeful that this might possibly be an ongoing change from the sulky reluctance we've become used to. Fingers and toes crossed.
So I'm looking at this picture of a very pleasant looking waterfall, and in my mind I'm remembering the bent over double laughing that was going on at the time. I was walking with Little B and we were talking about Naughty Words, the sort that Mummy often says but which are really not appropriate for six year old mouths. I told him that as a special one-off, he could say as many bad words out loud as he wanted, right there in front of the waterfall. I gave him a few choice suggestions and his beautiful green eyes went as wide as anything and he literally gasped with shock! Then through a heap of incredulous giggles, he cussed out a long string of Naughty Words, ohmygosh it was the funniest thing and I almost turned myself inside out laughing. Just to reassure you, the words weren't that dreadful, they were along the lines of sh*t and cr*p and b*gg*r. Jeez, I am typing this and absolutely snorting with laughter at my computer screen......so so sorry!!!!! Bad, bad Lucy.......
Aaaaaaaand.......a few deep breaths.........hmmm, I love it so much when our weather does what it's supposed to do and presents us with some seasonal perfection. We're enjoying a fabulous Winter this year so far and although there hasn't been any snow we've had lots of crisp, cold, bright frosty days which are my very best favourite at this time of year.
Another day and another short walk - this was one of those slow, slow days in between Christmas and New Year when an incy-wincy bit of cabin fever had set in. It was a spontaneous walk, a decision made and an out-the-door-immediately type of thing.
It was late afternoon, around 4pm and the sun was golden and hanging low over the horizon.
We took a gentle stroll, a light potter around the edge of the water with a little bit of a paddle in the shallows. It was just enough for my still-exhausted bod to cope with, and I enjoyed it very much.
Just before Christmas, we celebrated Nine Years making our home here at number 24 in this wonderful, friendly town on the edge of the Yorkshire Dales. I love living here so so much, and I love that we are giving our Little People a childhood that has waterfalls, woodland and waterside walks in it. Here's to a New Year full of cosy stay home days and gentle, pottering outdoor days...