Look what arrived yesterday- blue sky and streaming bright light. Gulps of light flooding rooms and streets and minds. Oh, but it's very good indeed! We went to Crafting Catherine's yesterday morning for her (not in the Bean) Bean Birthday and I could feel the heavy burden of January lifting off- last day today.
What you can't do from just photos is hear the whistling wind. Whistling, storming, invading wind clearing a way for the blue sky and light! We have a kite stuck in the lilac tree out front and I haven't yet gone out to extract it, because I do quite like the thought of it working free and flyng who knows where. (Though I will go out to extract it soon, because it will only fly straight into someone's windscreen or small child. Probably mine!) You can just see my first crocheted cupcake basking in the sun- more of this anon.
And no, I have not yet tidied the back garden, nor washed any windows, though the washing of windows is now a priority since the Arrival of Light. Look at all that light, reflecting and shining and filling everything up. Thank you; Light, you have arrived, as always, at just the right time!