Saturday, 7 November 2015
Wind, Rain, Sun
Today the weather decided to remind us that it is November. Here in the UK it's been unseasonably mild for the time of year. Too mild. Because, much as I don't like unending days of cold, I also feel this warm weather is all wrong, and I'm fretting over the small things that need a burst of proper cold to carry on next year. And thinking about all the germs that are rubbing their hands with glee at the perfect breeding conditions of warm, moist temperatures and rotting things.
We woke to a blustery rain storm which soon turned into a full-blown gale interspersed with heavy driving rain and now the wind has dropped right down and the sun is out. A changeable mistress, English weather.
We've been into Winchester to get L's Christmas present (now all I need is to organise M's and four sets of stockings and I'm done, bar the wrapping) and I spent the earlier part of the morning working. By lunch time there doesn't feel much left of the day now it gets dark so early, but at least it's yellow outside instead of grey.
I've had a virus this week which knocked me out. I make a Very Bad Patient. No running :o( No walking :o( No college :o( and no teaching :o( I am starting to feel better which is a relief but now comes the uber sensible bit of Not Over Doing Things for another week or so to make sure the recovery is real. This I am also Not Good At.
I did manage to sneak outside and peer admiringly down the lane which was all washed clean and lit with sparkly sunlight glittering on what's left of the very colourful leaves since the wind spent the morning tearing them all down in a fit of pique. I admired and felt wistful and sighed, then shook myself and promised the lane I'd be back soon venturing down his ancient ways.
I also have a new TVBF whom I paste here for your appreciation/ approval/ admiration. It helps brighten up the long dark evenings. So far I have managed to keep him all to myself by sneakily watching The Last Kingdom before M gets home from work. Well, if I have to be sensible and remain quietly on the sofa there has to be an inducement to do so, no?
Other than that, not very much has happened here this week. How about you all?
I'll leave you with T and P who have also had a Very Boring Week, much of which has been spent asleep on the sofa with me (shh- don't tell M) or passed out in front of the fire. They have been sheeping today in the rain which explains why they both look like drowned rats. They enjoyed sheeping, apart from the part where they had to go past a herd of cows - apparently they were both very worried about this and M ended up having to carry them one past one at a time. Luckily there were no other dogs out on the Down to point and laugh. Brave Terriers.
Hope all are well,