Life around

It doesn't seem long since the last snow of winter was melting into spring. Well, it's back again for another Winter.

Just as Advent looms, it looks much more festive with God's icing sugar shaken liberally over house, car, tree... whatever was stationary and cold enough.

The Australian summer of the Ashes seems a world away. I guess it is.

So I'll curl up to bed after a great week, and a warm cup of tea. I'll listen to the weather warnings and (hopefully) wickets falling on the radio as sleep falls over me, mirroring the snow outside.

And I'll get up in the morning, and see the world in a different way. Even if it does remind me of who it looked not all that long ago. The seasons may have come full circle, but I have moved on.