When you’re not in it, your thoughts of winter are images of endless, cold, wet and miserable days. But once you are there in the heart of the cold season, sometimes it surprizes you and you get some days where the sky is blue, without even the hint of a rain cloud. The sun shines brightly and warms everything, not in the shade, to a temperature that is tolerable, and jerseys and jumpers are unexpectedly removed. Even the wind drops completely and it is just such a magnificent day. You work hard and make the most of it, knowing it won’t last.
You awake the next day, and open your eyes slowly, expecting the worst, only to be pleasantly surprized. By day three you become a bit complacent and wake up expectantly. Your attitude changes and you look at your list of chores that need to accomplished in the quiet season so you can have a better, more organised busy summer, and think – “nah I’ll do it tomorrow” because you can no longer imagine how winter could be any different.
Day five is a rude awaking. How dare it rain on my parade! I have things to do. Important things that I procrastinated about all week. Today was going to be the day! Hurrumpft! I hastily check the weather forecast – something I haven’t done in ages as I was convinced this was how winter should be and couldn’t fathom how such a dramatic change was possible. Things don’t look good. Tomorrow it will rain, and again for all the days in the short term forecast. Wednesday has symbols on it for things I don’t even know what they are, but they don’t look good! I desperately check the long range forecast – surely it can’t get any worse… Yup it can. I thought today was bad – you should check out next Wednesday. It is absolutely dire.
So I humbly hang my head in shame at the thought of those wasted days. Each and every day is a gift. And if the sun is shining then it is an even better gift. I mean what girl doesn’t like a gift that is all shiny and sparkly. So now I sit here looking out my rain splattered window overlooking puddles of mud and promise myself – next time the sun shines I shall bask in it. I will be productive and not waste a single moment of a day I can’t get back.
Come again soon – indoor gardening it is for the foreseeable future – unless the boffins get it wrong!
Sarah the Gardener : o )