Thursday, 18 October 2012
I woke and rose around 0630 this morning. It was still dark. Sunrise today was at 0808. Not that anyone on Lewis would have known that because it was an almost dark 8℃ with a Northerly force 6 blowing. I'd forgotten what getting up every morning in the dark was like. When I lived through permanent Lewis winters the dark didn't really worry me. In summer with it's 24 hour light one does summer things and in the depths of winter with it's 6 hours of light (if you were lucky) then one hunkers down and does winter things. I sometimes use the fact that I don't have that hunkering down time now as an excuse for not doing so many of the jobs I want to do such as sorting out my thousands of non-digital photos.
This morning after I got up I sat with the computer reading blogs, writing some emails and generally forgetting all about time. I had nothing planned for the day and I certainly will not be venturing into the garden. So in the kitchen I sat with my hot waters and lemon until rather disgracefully late and, still in my dressing gown (it's just too temptingly warm on these cold mornings), I went and had a shower.
As I stepped out - about 10 am - the phone rang. It was my next door neighbour. "Are you OK?" "Er, yes." "Your blinds in the living room and bedroom are still closed and I've been really concerned because you are never in bed at this hour of the morning."
I hadn't visited that side of the house since I'd got out of bed.
I've mentioned before on Thankful Thursday - many times I'm sure - what wonderful friends and neighbours I have.
So this morning I am repeating how very very thankful I am for such wonderful friends and neighbours who make sure that everything is well in my world. I am an extremely fortunate fellow.