This has been a winter of monotony, a winter that has outstayed its welcome and then some. Whilst I would not swap our four seasons for anything and truly believe each season has its merits it has to be said that right now, as the days grow longer, the joy of lighting the fire each evening and unfolding the blankets is losing its pleasure.
So when the sun suddenly, and oh so very occasionally, breaks through the cloud it is important to stop what you are doing and soak it up.
That glorious light catching on the table pot of flowers. Illuminating the edges of pictures, searching through the kitchen, dust sparkling in its rays.
It is so good to know that it is out there, climbing higher by the day and soon, surely soon, it will win out against winter and light up our days once more.