Login
09 March 2018
Cold Spring

The sparrows are flitting about, making merry. But I'm still filling my coal bucket. The sun is out in a blue sky. But I'm still wearing gloves and boots. I opened an Indridason at the patio table. But it started to rain and then sleet. There's bunches of daffodils in the supermarket. But I'm still making thick stew. It's getting lighter in the mornings. But I'm still having coffee in bed. It's not dark until 6pm. But I'm still liking candles. I have pictures to paint. But my studio's still baltic. I'm dreaming of a holiday in August. But it's still only March. I'm still in winter. But it's the beginning of spring!

sitemap | cookie policy | privacy policy | accessibility statement