Isn't it amazing how quickly we forget? Two or three months of having the heating on and the windows closed against the cold and wet and it's difficult to recall the long months when the opposite applies.
The heating has been on this morning, the flat is warm but not hot and I have been sitting in the bay window of our living room, with the sun streaming in and a small window open. I was sitting there just now, reading and thinking about where to go for lunch, when a breath of deliciously cool, fresh air gently rolled over me.
"Ah! Summer is coming," I thought.
That may seem an odd thing to say in the middle of winter but it's true. That breath of air carried the promise of an end to the days of darkness and stale air and a beginning to those of light, warmth and blessedly cool breezes.
They're coming and they won't be too long.
Sunday, January 18, 2004
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