January's a funny sort of month. It starts in that dull flat spot after the excitement of Christmas and New Year's Eve, and ends with the hope of Spring just around the corner. Maybe this is why it seems so long.
For me, it's a month to stay home, warm and dry, and do something quiet.
Children though are still on Christmas holiday for a short while, so, having my grandson to stay, we took him to Sudbury Hall to catch their
Cinderella-themed decorations.
Then, as snow fell and icy temperatures took hold, it was time to stay inside and do my Christmas jigsaw puzzle.
Fortunately, things had improved by the middle of the month, when my younger daughter came down from Manchester for a flying visit before she went on holiday. It was still damp though so we mainly spent the weekend playing board games.
To help get through this dull, slow time, I'm trying to find small joys every day - a cheap bunch of supermarket daffodils, a stunning sunset, some new bright clothes. It's something I'm hoping to keep up even as the days get longer and brighter, because I feel taking note of the good things around us is important.
At last the sun came out and the temperatures rose enough to tempt me out to
Calke Abbey, on the first of hopefully many snowdrop adventures. I love spotting these delicate early flowers which mark, if not the beginning of Spring, then the end of Winter at least.
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