I’m still in the honeymoon phase down here when it comes to the weather. It’s just that it’s proper weather you know? In winter it’s cold, in spring the trees and flowers are in proper bloom, autumn looked like, well, autumn. Summer was green, leafy and a summery delight. Each and every morning I can’t wait to see what the day has in store for me when I open all the blinds and curtains that have been closed overnight to keep the warmth in. My favourite at the moment is to see if Jack Frost has been in the night. And when he does, boy is it something else.
A veritable winter wonderland. Grass crunchy. Frozen drops of ice on the tips of the bare trees. Tops of hedges with a dusting of ice.
And then when the sun finally gets high enough in the sky? It just takes your breath away. Morning has broken!
Slowly, slowly the ice melts and the colours of the day are revealed.
And I am happy to watch it all from the warmth of my kitchen, coffee in hand.