Nowadays, I’m trying to embrace every season rather than living for summer. But it’s hard not to look forward to the first signs of spring, still.
Tbf, it’s been a pretty mild winter here, but it’s been rather blustery and wet this side of the new year, so when we discovered the first snowdrops of the year in our suburb a couple of weeks ago it was a bit of a relief.
I feel much more relaxed with returning lighter evenings too (even if it does make it a bit harder to explain to Biggest it’s actually bedtime!). I’ve always felt a bit claustrophobic having to turn on the lights and shut the blinds at, like, 4pm.
We made a bird feeder out of an empty milk carton and added some loose seed. We don’t have a massive garden but we do have a small wood nearby. We’ve seen mainly coal and great tits, but I’m waiting with baited breath for the day I poach the woodpecker which visits my friend’s garden, who lives across the road from me (not LITERALLY poach. It’s ok. Don’t spill your latte).
And, more surprisingly, my hayfever has started. I say ‘surprisingly’ because mine does not usually make an appearance until the temperature is much warmer.
It’s not uncommon for it to start earlier than summer but it’s not usually when we’ve had so much rain without a good few sunny breaks in between.
I thought, at first, it was the remnants of the cold we all had last week (which the kids are still snotty from), but, nope, there it was, that telltale peppery tickle in my nostrils which wouldn’t go away, along with an itchy palate.
This coming week is a busy one. We have Biggest’s third birthday so a couple of outings planned. I’m also going to be testing out hypnotherapy!
How do you feel about winter?
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