It's been one of those Mondays

when you'd quite fancy

crawling back into the lull

of the weekend. 

Little mistakes here,

clumsy wordings there,

fatigue from a sleepless night. 

Snow and rest landed at the weekend,

and with them that sweet feeling simmering beneath the surface

of the season ahead. 

An urge to begin to fill the house

with winter flowers and branches

and candlelight,

and meet up with friends 

for some punch or mulled wine

against the dark, twinkling backdrop 

of café-lined streets

and people hurrying by. 

So here I sit and take a deep breath,

retreating into a world of images inside one's head

and inside one's soul,

no matter what goes on on the outside.

Requiring no clumsy explanations. 


Berenice Big ! said...

Beautiful photos ! Sweet winter spirit...

Hildi said...

Yes. Winter time. How I long for a mulled wine now!

Anci said...

It's a nice world to came to when I visit your blog. You have so many beautiful things here. I like to be here and just feel happy :)


Rebecca Skye Watson said...

Thank you so much dear Berenice, Hildi and Anci,
you beautiful people.
And I have to tell you that the week got infinitely better
towards the end :)
A sweet first Advent to you all, x