At the moment Febuary does not have that frightening feel of Febuary's past i know it is only day two...Yesterday i worked minus one layer of winter clothing minus one woolly hat the sun for its quick appearance looked good....yellow daffs are floating from ceilings dripping from lamposts...Snow Drops usually the first spring flower to push through the leaf mould are way behind all those cheeeky plants whom have rushed upwards into the sunlight and perhaps thought Jesus its not our time...perhaps this year we have escaped the snow drifts perhaps they will come at Easter for whom the bell tolls only upstairs in heaven knows....i will simply keep my winter layers still to hand until May...when at last one can clast a clout...
I am now into my third month of my big 60 year and so far its been work and ugg with a few chardonnay bubbles thrown in the weeks seam to be trawling along at break-neck speed no sooner do i think saturday than the weekend vanishes in trashed seconds...this does not make me sad just simply gasp...how time travels now compared to those lazy youth days when time seamed to crawl snails pace across they years....the one big plus i can see the floor of this room shrine to time warps which is a start for this year i aim to complete perhaps i might dance...So Goeth...