Among my Christmas presents this year were two colouring books. As a result, I have been rediscovering just how relaxing a hobby this is. Headaches have become a real problem in recent weeks – often triggered by even the smallest amount of ‘input’. Colouring, however, seems to be one of the few activities that does not exacerbate them.
There is also something very therapeutic about filling a page with colour when the outside world seems to be filled with mostly grey and muddy brown.
I am using a lot of orange in this one, which is odd because I’m not very keen on orange. But it’s an octopus sort of colour and it most certainly makes a change from the relentless grey we’ve seen through October, November and December.
And now, even the world outside seems to have become bored with grey. In the last few days, the weather here in Somerset has turned cold and clear. Where other parts of the country have seen rain, sleet or snow, we have had almost unbroken sunshine. I took this photo yesterday afternoon, out on the Levels:
No ice, no snow, no rain, no floods. Just the late afternoon sun, a bitter wind and a beautiful blue sky 🙂
‘We’ll never see it again, I shouldn’t wonder. You may have blotted it out and turned it dark like this, for all I know. Nothing more likely. But I know I was there once. I’ve seen the sky full of stars. I’ve seen the sun coming up out of the sea of a morning and sinking behind the mountains at night. And I’ve seen him up in the midday sky when I couldn’t look at him for brightness.’ (Puddleglum, in response to the Queen of the Underland, in The Silver Chair by C.S. Lewis)