I could Sit Here All Day

What A Fantastic Morning

   Here I sit looking out into the darkness with the magical sound of the rain filling my ears and the winds blowing across the fens bending every tree while heading off to the east coast. The barn is open and kiln warming yet I could sit here all day with my wheatbag keeping me warm watching the wild weather outside, the sheets of rain making the most amazing sounds and giving me goose bumps.
   A long while yet before light comes and in a way I wish the day could stay like this, just once keeping the dark here adding to the gales that blow over and around us, not letting us see those dark skies that hide above waiting to show off at dawn, the darkness that makes our earing run wild and imagination play the most amazing tricks, god I'm loving every second.
   I can see whats almost a full moon which along with the sounds I'm hearing reminds me of those old horror films, all we need are the wolf calls and we have it all. The dark sky is fighting to cover that amazing moon yet the old man still returns after every black cloud passes.
   The question is will we get a full day working, will the power last the gales, we seem to have more power cuts here than we ever did back in Hertfordshire, the miles of open flat land no match for the winds so lines get damaged often, torches and candles being a way of life around here in the winter months.
   I'm heading off to my flame soon as I can't wait to sit next to my warm kiln with this raw weather around me, safe in my little haven hidden under the trees with just the sounds of the rain and winds in the background, what magical tricks will the glass produce today I wonder, just maybe the perfect day for that perfect bead, we'll wait and see !