The sun, the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man … – Charles Dickens (Oliver Twist).
That’s exactly how I feel after a long bout of the dull, greyness of winter and suddenly the days seem longer and there are more frequent moments when the sun is out and even though it is still cold, at least it is bright and lovely everywhere you look and the smell of the promise of spring is in the air. Spring is my husband’s favourite season, and since moving to England, I can see why.
Out and About
This week has been all about walking around and taking photos in the sun with Doc while little T is at school. I’ve shared some photos on my recent post and if you’re following me on Instagram, chances are, you’ve probably seen a few photos too. so I won’t bore you lovely folks by posting the same photos here. Feel free to click on the links if you haven’t seen them yet.
After the half-term break, my daughter is back in the grind with school and her after-school activities like gymnastics, swimming lessons and Starmakers (this is really more like playing with friends). Thankfully her cello lessons happens during school hours, otherwise I think she has way too much on her plate. After all, she’s only 5, no wonder she always seems exhausted by the end of the school week. I’m just glad that she’s enjoying all her activities and has stuck with them, in spite some of her friends dropping out, which makes me and her dad even prouder of her, than we already are.
When the sun is out, everything seems possible, isn’t it? As if all your doubts and negative emotions, feelings or thoughts were but illusions or imagined. I come from a country where there is always sun, so when it’s out, it almost feels like home to me.
I have some exciting news to share with you lovely people, but I don’t want to jinx it and only want to share it when I’m 100% sure that it’s all true. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ve shared news prematurely in the past before and it all came crumbling down like a nightmare, so I’m keeping this close to my heart, till the coast is clear. Only then will I share the good news.
As for the weekend, we have nothing planned. The historian has a lecture in Exeter, hopefully the weather is the same, or at least, try so little T and I can do something fun outside. Sadly, the weather isn’t good tomorrow and I have a feeling the weekend will be the same too. But one thing I’ve learned about living in England is that you can never predict the weather no matter how much you keep checking the forecast online. Sometimes it is spot on, other times, it’s completely the opposite, but I’ve learned to play everything by ear.
What about you? Do you have anything exciting planned this weekend?
My word of the week is Sunshine.