Very un-Mean Reds

I loved the red quilt background to my little scarf in that last post. Winter is the one time of year when I genuinely have one favourite colour. I love the antidote red things provide to the lack of colour in nature and finding hidden patches of red berries when outside is like a surprise for the eyes.

However for all the need for red I'm enjoying this month so much more than I normally do. Something about the bout of snow here has given me permission to start the year at a more Sarah-ish speed. I can't get up for January and its new this, new that-ness, I need to just hunker down and for once it feels like many people around me are doing the same. It's as if the focus has shifted to the basics of everyday life. Getting about, getting provisions, keeping warm have all required more care and attention and in spending more time on them they've become events in themselves rather than background chores to get out of the way and then move on to doing more more more.

Don't get me wrong I'm excited to go the supermarket in the car this weekend and stock up on some heavy items that didn't get carried home on foot last weekend! The novelty of certain tasks could soon wear off but I hope I don't lose the sense of how to let the quietness of winter take centre stage. I want to remember throughout the year that time spent on humdrum things will lift them into part of this life well lived and give me the sense of accomplishment that I often only feel with my knitting.