Well here I sit with my coffee wondering what to write.
So I knit and listen to audios, my cardigan is finished and beautifully warm, this comes from using two threads, one of the main colour and the other is 'kid silk' which produces a halo round the knitted garment and 'gingers' the colour up slightly.
Listening to a Kate Ellis book, think it is a new one out 'The Cadaver Game'. Rather gruesome for it covers the hunting of humans instead of foxes. Neither sport is needed! Again the book is written with two threads running through. A historical past wickedness and a modern one in which two teenagers get killed. Am I reading the wrong books I wonder?
Just made the coffee (gave up writing this yesterday) and Sam has arrived, tea for her. She tells me that she and her husband are going to the Midlands to stay in a pod with a hot tub. I burst out laughing and think of my old friends in Normanby with their hot tub in the garden. Hot tubbing is not my idea of heaven in January but she says it is nice to have a bath with a view.
I know spring is not quite on the way but the first bunch of daffodils are in the house. 99p as always, how do they do it? But it is a reminder that the first earlies still come from the fields of Cornwall. In this photo you can see the yellow of Euphorbia, early but its handsome leaves provide a backdrop to other flowers later on in the year
Soon, on the first of February will be Imbolc, the Gaelic festival of new birth and spring. In Christianity the date of the saint Brighid. Farmers will be out lambing bringing forth those little delights of scampering lambs, that sadly we eat.
But not to end on a forlorn hope, the Davos meeting gave someone the thumbs down, he was humiliated in the eye of the world, what a blessed relief when the hands of a clock move on and it just may bring lighter relief.
Forgot, I picked this up this morning, guess who it reminded me of?
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