The usual Tuesday morning here in the Yorkshire Dales - with friends C and W in our favourite cafe drinking coffee and hot chocolate and eating a scone, a toasted tea cake and a piece of ginger cake respectively. And, of course, that all important hour of chat. Outside the window it was pouring with rain, although the temperature was higher than it has been for a while.
After lunch it was driving the mile to sit and chat with friend M in her cosy lounge. Our friendship goes back a long way and whenever we meet we always have lots of laughs - important today as the rain stopped and the fog came down. Shortly after three o'clock I decided it was time to come home as the fog was really thick and I can't drive in the dark (it was certainly getting dark). But by the time I arrived home it was raining again and miraculously the fog cleared as if by magic.
During our chats today I find the several things are changing - folk are moving house, a friend is ill in hospital and other friends are seriously ill too. Of course I know that nothing ever stays the same but nevertheless I have always liked to see the status quo remain intact = any changes and I become most unsettled. And that is how I feel this evening - many things are 'on the move' and somehow I have to maintain my equilibrium.
In this I know that I take after my mother, who went into a decline at any changes. We used to make fun of her, but now I know just how she felt.
I could make a list of things which are on my mind at the moment but of course I won't. It won't make them go away and - hopefully - in a few month's time I will look back at this year's beginning and think 'thank goodness all that is behind me'.