Today I woke to a bright crisp day - the sky blue and the sun beginning to rise over the finger frosted rooftops .It lifted my spirits which have recently been overwhelmed by day after day of greyness punctuated by frequent bouts of rain and wind .Waves of depression have swept in from the Atlantic both physical and mental leaving me irritable and disgruntled . But today is different - I had a carer in this morning to help me with getting V washed and dressed and as soon as I dared I left for my allotment . Things needed to be done . As I walked up our village street the sunlight hit the front of the houses and the unexpected brightness seemed to make the windows almost blink in surprise ,so long have they been mournfully gazing at endless rainy days .
At my allotment there was a feeling of awakening -daffodils in bloom ,rhubarb pushing through - leaves where there shouldn't be leaves but who cares . I stood there in the sun and listened .Birdsong filled the air - a train made its lazy way up the valley and the sound of the church clock striking drifted up the hill from the village .....one two three.............eight nine ten . I have another precious fifteen minutes all to my self , I savour them each and every one .