Let's gloss over the the shameful gap in postings shall we?
Let's just be forgiving and understanding.
After all it is almost spring, the season where everything blossoms anew and winter is forgotten. So let's just say that my blog was going through its own winter while its writer conserved energy in a deep deep hibernation .
The truth is, I struggle with winter. Post Christmas the January blues creep in and I usually fall victim to some plague or another and motivation is always in limited supply. This year it's taken a little longer to get myself out of the January slump, mainly due to aforementioned plague.
But while the days have been grey, sometimes white, I have been doing what I can to bring those splashes of colour into my everyday life.
Whether it be physical, literal colour..flowers, decorations...teacups..
Or the kind of colour that comes from making something or doing something different, something interesting, something that takes your mind off the grey outside.
A new craft perhaps? A visit to a new town...
There's nothing like doing something creative to add a bit of colour to the day...and if the result also brings colour to my home then so much the better.
I kept myself busy this winter by making metres of bunting..just because. I hadn't made anything in a very long time and my home needed a lift after the Christmas decoration purge. Such a pretty pattern.
I also enjoyed working with this little bundle of colours when I decided to make myself a granny square blanket. This meant that I needed to learn how to crochet. Something which I was certain that I never wanted to do. But I'm a determined soul when I want to be. So with the help of many youtube videos, I taught myself and I spent many a dark night turning these little balls of colour into something that I can keep and pass down. Learning something new is fun isn't it?
It's getting there slowly.
Of course what I really wanted to be doing was writing but I seem to be failing in that area. So many ideas and such a lack of confidence. Somewhere along the line in this busy thing called life I feel like I lost my writing talent and I'm sure I had it once. Now, not even I believe myself when I say I'm a writer. Still trying to find a way out of that but for now the blog will have to do.
How did you make it through the winter this year? Or was the promise of spring enough to keep you going? Well it'll soon be here.
So until next time, let me welcome you all into March and bid you farewell. Until next time...and there will be a next time I'm sure of it.
P.S I missed you.