part the fourth

End of January and I got around to writing another post in the on going saga. Things are much the same at this end, the weather has improved somewhat, the snow and ice of the beginning of the month has gone to be be replaced by on the whole dull and grey. We have had a couple of days clear and bright, but not enough to balance. It is winter and dark, January is slowly coming to an end and sunset is getting slowly later. There are the odd signs of the Spring to come, I have see catkins and signs of crocuses and snowdrops poking green shoots through the soil. Today on my meanderings I saw a Goldcrest , a tiny thing, bopping around in the trees. They are smaller than a wren and that is small.

I suppose things are moving slowly, winter is waning, slowly, though I am I am sure there is more cold and general misery to come, the movement is upwards. We have passed the solstice and the Sun is slowly returning. do I want to cheer up or do I secretly enjoy my version of S. A. D. and want to remain melancholic. It is as always a matter of degrees. I used to quite enjoy sitting at the bar feeling melancholic, usually on my my own, hopefully with something to do like read a book or watch the video jukebox or generally contemplate my lack of fortune in whatever was going wrong at the time. . Once the boredom set in then I went down hill quite rapidly and needed someone else to come an kick start me into some sort of activity or the apathy and general depression would really kick in.

So the Goldcrest, ignored me, wandering past and stopping to watch, just got on with it. It was more interested in the important things in life like, dinner, keeping warm, and I suppose when and if spring ever comes, getting laid. I think I have things to learn.

Time for bed

Good night