Emerging

I am just going to write.  Just write and write.  I miss getting on without distractions, so I'm going to write here and then copy across to blogger / email / wherever else I need it.

It's a grey and cold Thursday evening here, and I'm sat in my pyjamas listening to the cats maiowing and chirruping at each other as they explore the kitchen.  I love how everything is new to them, even if they've been in there half an hour ago!  They truly are delightful.  I think if anything Matthew and I underestimated just how much they would make this house feel like a home.

It really does feel like a home.

This space, this place, is ours.  We've lived here for eighteen months now, and already I smile at the memory of visits, meals, glasses of wine and cosy evenings.  How blessed we are to have a safe place of our own.  Grateful.

I haven't blogged for a while...just because, really.  Back to school, busy-ness, wedding planning, minor health worries, and the autumnal pull towards hibernation conspired and I just felt less motivated to write.  I'm hoping that now it's autumn proper and my new classes are settled in I'll be able to write a little more.  Because I like writing here. I like reading other blogs.  I like the idea that the bloggers I read and who read me are like a little band of friends, checking in here and there.  Humblest apologies for the lack of comments and interaction - I descended into my hole a little.  I hermit hard when given the opportunity.

We are four and a bit weeks into the half-term now, with a fortnight left to go.  I love the busy whirl of this term, but this first stint, going on and on and seemingly never stopping, is always a little bit of a grind.  Luckily I have some lovely boys in my care once again, and I'm so grateful for my ace colleagues, but the idea that half-term break is on the horizon is a beautiful thing.

I love the city in the autumn.  London in the summer can be beautiful, but it is also grimy and sweaty and so, so warm when we get a 'proper' summer.  Autumn is gorgeousness itself - rain-spattered pavements, turning leaves, the scent of coffee and hot cider and delicious comfort food on the breeze.  I'm investing in jumpers with woodland creatures upon them and breaking out the slow cooker!

It's also a great time of year for books - tea and chocolate and a good book work so well on a dull weekend afternoon.  It's a grand time to watch TV - I'm enjoying 'Scandal' and enjoying most of 'The Newsroom' and 'Smash' (even if they occasionally make me eyeroll *hard* - that's a whole other post!).  Matthew and I have even found something besides the football to watch together - we are loving 'Harrow: A Very British School' and 'Dubai Ultimate Airport'.

We are like the opposite of cool.  Which is cool, right?
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6 comments:

  1. Fall is my favourite time of the year. Reading books, cats in front of the fireplace, hot chocolate, warm blankets and just...ahhhhhh!

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  2. The opposite of cool is cool! I love it. Fall is my favorite season, and October is my favorite month, and I would love to be in London right now!

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  3. Glad you are back and embracing Autumn - I love this season - though of course today it is masquerading as summer!

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  4. I got away from blogging for a while, too. I missed it. And you. Hello, friend.

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