Cold Hands Warm Heart

Winter Warnings

   The last few days have given us a sharp warning of the cold months ahead of us with the odd frost at dawn keeping the fens fresh and hands cold in the first hours spent on my torch. For the first time this week jumpers were worn and a welcome seat next to my kiln was very welcome.
   In the past month we have gone from the first dark mornings making the barn a very different place when I open up, the cold dark walk across the garden so quiet with just the sound of early traffic after those summer mornings full of bird song and flower scent,  to the frost and cold we are now experiencing, how quick our seasons change.
   Yet still my heart is happy with the thought of my warm seat next to that wonderful glowing kiln while the weather out the window runs wild with cold dancing winds and snow, all to look forward to and sure to arrive very soon. Winter holds so many pleasures from  halloween and bonfire night up to the excitement of Christmas and New Year, so very different from those summer pleasures that were special in their own way.
   It's been a busy week with long days but there was good news when the plumber fitted the new hot water tank, giving us hot water again after three weeks without Yipeeee ! I was just thinking of how to obtain a tin bath as we were begining to think hot water was a thing of the past for us, but with some hard work and some really hard sacrifices we have sorted it. The bad news is still no laptop and seems it may be a while before a replacement so working here on the old pc, it takes ages and as a mind of it's own but it keeps us going and our business going which is the important thing, so I'm not moaning, just thankful we have it.
   I'm hoping to get more trees cut down tomorrow evening and yet another bonfire I'm sure will follow so this big kid will be sitting by the fire in the dark, his thoughts drifting back to his childhood and who knows I may get to bake a potato or onion in foil, so the next blog I'm sure will be full of bonfire memories.