Cozy is a state of mind. I have decided to embrace it today rather than admit that my fingers are the most delightful shade of blue. There’s no need for modern nail colours here, nature is taking care of that all by herself. I am hanging on to the last vestiges of defiance against the very encroaching cold of Autumn. Every day each person in the house takes a turn at saying how cold they are, no one has got as far as turning on the heating. I promise myself I will hold out as long as I can, once that step is taken there’s no going back till Spring.
That is Autumn for you, as succulent as a ripe fig bursting with remembered Middle Eastern sunshine, as cold as a crisp north wind headed southwards from the Arctic.
A luscious fig, a hot cup of coffee and a book, a perfect morning after a less than perfect night.
My daughter is home from school today thanks to her teachers taking a training day. With a wonderful sense of giving sufficient notice the school informed us of this on Friday, just as well the bus driver told me a few weeks ago so I could book the leave from work. I am convinced that teachers forget that they are not the only working parents. Making the most of my last day of leave for this year she and I are having an easy, if snot filled day. I am going to embrace the snottiness as a good excuse not to do anything more challenging that simply enjoy ourselves and our extra day together.
I didn’t enjoy last night. Last night I, as has become my wont, had a little pre-sleep nap on the sofa. Frankly an evening just isn’t an evening without one. The problem with a pre-sleep nap is when you are awakened with a rather exasperated rejoinder to go to bed you do rather, well, awaken.
I lay in bed and thought about all manner of useful and useless things, then scolded myself about not sleeping, then felt sure I would pass into sleep eventually only to have my daughter decide she could tell I wasn’t asleep so therefore why should she? Of course by the time she woke I could feel myself drifting. Now I had to get up again, go and not be at all encouraging to her incase she should decide we could have some early morning fun and try to get both of us to sleep. I drifted, she woke. Hub grumbled but did little of any use, I think he may have still been asleep whilst sitting up. Nice skill if you can master it.
Eventually 14 and I came to an agreement, or rather she could see she wasn’t going to get anywhere with me and my body did indeed eventually give in to slumber. It was half past five.
And that’s why I am telling myself that it is cozy and the heat that beat down on the fig will encompass me as well, as I sit here with blue fingers wondering why I am being so adamant about the heating.
Happy October.
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michelle gd - these photos are gorgeous and so luscious.
here’s to a better night’s sleep in your very near future
Sherry - Oh I love these photographs! A good book, hot coffee to wrap your cold hands around and figs…mmmm. Sorry about that less than restful night last night — hope you managed a better night of sleep tonight. I’m smiling at your determination to not let the cold get the better of you and keep that furnace off….and you are so right — as soon as it has been turned on, it won’t be turned off again until spring!
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Shannon - These photos are magnificent. Each one unfolds into the next. They are so rich and inviting.
Hopefully tonight you will have better rest.
x, Shannon