Don’t know about the blue shadows today but the snow is certainly melting. Packing hard now underneath on the pavements and grass, which unless there is rain will be around for a bit longer. No gritters out on the path in the last three days which is unusual by this time and it took them until Monday to get all the main roads done. As usual, the estates are the worst. No new snow fall and no rain and this will all just harden solid as there won’t be enough sun to melt it. Probably true of the whole of January.
Starting to see later daylight by a minute here and there, not enough to make a huge difference yet. I wonder what the suicide rate is for the year and whether it’s higher in January than any other month. I’ll bet it is. Bleak with nothing to look forward to except a haggis and a whisky on the 25th. I like this time of year as much as I like any. No one claims January as their favourite. Yes it’s long and its nights are dark, and of course it would be nice to be a bit warmer, but discomfort does us good. Perhaps we could do with a bit more of it.