January 'Blues'

January seems to be the longest month of the year. Whether it is because it is darker, colder, and drags on slowly after the anticipation of Christmas - I don't know, but it just IS.

I am one who dislikes the darker mornings, being constantly cold, having to turn on lights and close curtains early to lock out the dark.

I long to get out into the garden, to read, write and paint outside in the fresh air. January is like a closed box with me stuffed inside, suffocating, longing to be let out and free.

As we now approach the last day of January I can feel the rise of anticipation of 'moving out of the dark and dreary days' rising within me. It is time to start new things or take up, brush off, and restart preloved activities.

My love of photography and art has been stirred again, and as I begin to stretch mentally, pushing off the cobwebs and dreariness of January I am so looking forward to watching the natural world around me wake up from its slumber. I too, feel I am wakening from a long sleep and am preparing for the first signs of Spring after the long slumber of Winter.

'Sunset on Lake' by Retire-a-Gran