The sky is echoing my heart this morning. Which is odd because it’s Monday morning, it’s zero degrees and I’m cycling to work. All the indications are that I should be feeling depressed, despondent at the very least. But actually I can’t keep the smile off my face. I had such a beautiful weekend. I didn’t step foot out of my house and garden once, but so many of my very favourite people came to us. The kiddies played beautifully, and drove us crazy, and made us laugh. We sat in our beautiful new, unfinished, light-filled kitchen and drank tea and talked, made plans and sat in companionable silence. We cooked delicious meals from unlikely ingredients and shared them with wine and laughter.
We’ve probably never been so much in debt as we are right now, but I’ve also never felt richer. Thank you so much to all the lovely people in my life who make ordinary days feel so special.