cottage in the weald

Mornings still may be bleak if not a bit eerie sometimes, but the obvious growth can’t be ignored. Here dwell in safety, Here dwell alone, With a clear stream and a mossy stone. ~ Spring Quiet, Christina Rossetti ~ These days I feel that those little buds and shoots of snowdrops, hellebores, crocuses & daffodils…

This January the cold did go under our skin, nothing special, neither out of season. Somehow I still don’t feel energized enough so far this month – I utterly love to feel cosy & hide indoors, in some kind of a winter hibernation state and not so keen on spending more than the necessary time…