I don't take grey weather very well, I have to admit, I find it difficult to be jolly, and much easier to be mopey. Like many others I imagine.
I wasn't going to do a blog post today, I don't have much energy, but I must have instilled an automatic "must post Monday, Wednesday, Friday" in my subconscious, because I was going to slump on the sofa and do some knitting, but I found myself lurking next to the computer, feeling my day wouldn't be complete without a little hello to you.
I wonder if a glass of wine, and lighting the woodburning stove might add some cheer to my day.
I've been meaning to ask you something, just before I go and open a bottle of white wine. My mother-in-law, Susan, came over for supper last week, and I don't know how the subject came up, but I ended up saying something like "if women were in charge, there would be no wars". I was so surprised at Susan's response which was heartily in agreement, (like she'd been saying this for years, and had been put-down for having this view), she was so happy to find someone else had the same view. I've always presumed that women wearily accept the fact that it is mostly men who start wars, and women who don't want their son's or husband's to fight in a war. Or am I very much in the minority?
Well, on that jolly note, I'm going to potter off, and hope when I wake up tomorrow the sky is a nice blue, not dark grey. And I've got some jolly photos from the weekend to show you which need sorting, must do those. Knitting and wine first. Toodle-pip then. Love Vanessa xxx