Nonetheless there have been joys this week, life at its essence is a sharp mixture of joy and sadness. The biggest joy has been my birthday so we shall make that number one.
1. My birthday, which I managed to approach with the minimum of trepidation and soul searching about "achievements" and which my family and friends combined to make special. I had a great many cards and generous presents and messages and feel thoroughly spoiled and humbled that so many people value me.
Birthday banana cake
2. Wonderful new yarn that my sister gave me for my birthday, hand-dyed in stripes, in the colours of the London underground lines, from Trailing Clouds. I am most excited about knitting this, I still find self-striping yarns exciting, knitting away, wondering which colour will come next and when. Additionally I am in awe at the hard work that has gone into dyeing this yarn to create approximately six round stripes in so many colours, by hand.
3. Coffee with a new friend and her little boy who is about a year and a half. A delightful and refreshing combination of a good chat and some play with her little boy, who is very sweet and well behaved. To be repeated soon I hope.
4. Beautiful snow, which has been falling steadily for most of the day, giving us more light than we have had for a while and muffling noise, creating a quiet, bright, cold world, although I feel terribly sorry for the birds.
A goldfinch on its way to the bird feeders
And so on we go through the year, hopefully I will be able to shake off the threatened depression and accompanying lethargy and "what's the point" feeling more this week. I think the weekly discipline of looking at the good things that have happened is helping though.
A cyclamen flowers on
sock wool looks fab, would love to see the finished sock. glad you were able to have a scrummy cake for your birthday. keep warm in this cold weather. x
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