It seems to be that it has been a long old winter. The weather has not been all that bad I suppose, there have been worse years. I just feel like it has ticked along for what seems like forever, no sun, nothing to bring a smile, long, dark, dismal days. The same old routines, never broken. Go to work in the dark, get home in the dark, not noticing the light of the day as it barely seems to register in your mind. As with yesterday, the weather today is dull and grey and uninspiring. Rain tapping on the windows albeit more gentle than in previous days, a dark sombre sky, no sunlight getting through.
However as I left the staffroom this morning, in the flowerbed on the playground a little bunch of crocus' were seated. They all smiled up at me as I passed, glowing gleefully purple, yellow and white. It was like one of those films where the director uses black and white except for the tiniest of details. They radiated out at me and made me stop to look. I all to often think about nothing but the negative, forget that there are brighter days to come. Just lately I have noticed things enkindling and after the long dark dormancy of the winter. It is nice to be reminded that I am still alive.

It does not take a lot. It is the little things :)