January is often called a bleak month, along with February. And while it is true that it lacks the fresh green and new flowers of spring or the abundance of colour we see in autumn, there is still a lot to enjoy when one is outdoors with open eyes and an open mind.
The Sunday after our walk in the enchanted forest (Jan. 16), O.K. and I left the car in the garage and started off directly from the cottage front door. Familiar paths took us across the fields and through vineyards and orchards, and of course it was way too early for any blossoms to show. But the play of light and shadow made once again for some beautiful sights, and the 2 1/2 hours of walking in the fresh air did us good.
|Droplets glistening like diamonds on every tiny bud
|Looking towards the Black Forest
|The village is behind that ridge
|Looks like sunset, but it really was only about 2:30 pm
The week went by as usual, work was busy without being stressful, and the weather was a mix of everything from wall-to-wall sunshine (on Wednesday) and sprinkles of snow (on Thursday).
|The moon as seen from my kitchen window Thursday night
|Can't decide which one I like better, so I am showing you both pictures.
Our original plan had been for O.K. to drive to my place on Friday night, but there were so many traffic issues reported for the motorways he has to take that we decided against it. Driving the next morning was much more relaxed, and he arrived here in time for lunch.
For Saturday evening, we had a virtual wine tasting booked - my birthday present for my sister, and our fourth or fifth such event since the beginning of the pandemic. We enjoyed the evening, watching the sommelière and her companion, the manager of the winery, live on my TV. The four wines were delicious, as was the cheese I had bought to match them and the crunchy bread my sister brought, along with a bunch of pink tulips who have been adding a touch of spring to my living room since.
|My Mum and I
So, January isn't all that bleak, is it!