Well, almost the end of Summer. I do get ahead of myself.
But I swear that it’s Autumn today! The light is old, and the shadows are stretched longer as the earth leans ever so slightly away from the sun. The sky, in parts, is almost lapis blue, and the air has an Antarctic nip from the south, and I’m wearing my favourite drapey cardie. How I’ve missed cardigan weather! We’ll be in for some wretched heat soon, I have no doubt, (February is a stinky month); but with this first day of the month, I’m really quite chuffed.
The last few days we’ve had ish-ewes with our interwebs, and even opening an email has been an impossible task. This morning with all the schools going back it’s more congested than ever. But here goes a quick post…
And speaking of back-to-school, it’s the end of the Summer hols. It’s been quite a whirl preparing for this school year. I always love the buzz that accompanies a return to these rhythms; and the hurtling towards the dark, mist-shrouded months. The Moon girl virtually leapt out of bed early this morning, (quite rare), and was beside herself with the excitement of seeing her friends again, and a new year playing a new instrument; as well as the inclusion of Drama on her school timetable.
The Moon-girl has managed to grow taller than me this Summer, (erm, not hard). And I watched this fey, long limbed creature, with her wild curls (they call her Hermione at school), and with a grin as wide as the sea, leap down the garden steps at crazy miles per hour. I couldn’t help but be a little amazed. At her, at time passing, and everything that’s to come.
And the house feels slightly empty today. The Bloke and I are working from home, and we’re rattling around like crumbs in an empty biscuit tin.
And for a while now, I’ve had a hankering to write letters. By hand. There’s nothing like sitting down on a rainy Sunday, with a pot o’brew, and writing letters by candlelight. There’s a sense of standing outside of time and technology. So, if anyone is up for a having a penpal from the Misty Mountains, I’d be very happy to swap missives with thee. Not in a big obligational kind of a way. Just whenever the mood strikes. If you’re feeling inclined, have a chat with me: firstname.lastname@example.org
Happy Monday to you, friends. xx