January is a very still, quiet month. Not much happens and not much changes.
I have been quiet too, especially on here. There's not much light for photographs and not many words in any case. I am not at all unhappy, and family life is full and busy. There just isn't much to report. I'm not feeling especially witty, I haven't been creating every day, there is nothing particular to share. I'm slightly disappointed that this is all I can say about my January, but so it is.
What there has been is the rhythm of daily life, recovery from illness, slow growth, a huge winter turn-out, log fires, some crochet and some reading, enjoying the lengthening days, little green shoots, the sound of birdsong again. I have been really enjoying this and I loved this, and this is interesting too.