Friday, 22 February 2013

Grey days and hyacinths.

I've been knuckling down and pretending I'm somewhere else these past few grey weeks. Hyacinths on my windowsill are perpetually stinking out my room and brightening it up, especially given the construction site outside making concentration impossible between 8am and 6pm.

My mind has been wandering into fantasy worlds of hot summery days in the countryside, bonfires and driving with all the windows down, almost entirely fueled by the unhealthy amount of country music I've been listening to. I've left you some here in case you, too, are feeling a little cold and blue.