Well, that was a lovely Christmas. And - whoosh! - it's gone. Does time sort of speed up on Christmas day in a way that never happens on any other day?
We've had a very slow, pottering, easy kind of time here in the lovely bit inbetween. I have felt incredibly, bone tired which is odd. Perhaps I'm getting too much sleep? Either way, as soon as I sit on the sofa I can guarantee to be asleep. Which is blissful but, y'know, I'm not 80.
So, I'm kind of looking forward to life returning to normal around here. And while I could do a photo montage and a review, post-by-post, of 2009 like so many others have, I won't. Because I'm lazy. And tired.
Instead I've selected one that sums up the year for me. It's a picture of my favourite sunflower, the gingernut, and I can remember how that brought me such joy. Which in turn reminds me of the peace and contentment and sense of achievement my allotment gave me. Which leads on to those early mornings spent there.
Which gets me thinking about photos. And how it's become a passion. And that leads me to gardening in general, how I don't like the front and back gardens at home and my plans. My greenhouse and my plans.
I think about time, how I've got more and how I work a tiny bit now. And I ponder on guest posts and Twitter and what I'd like to do (which I don't really know but I'm hoping something is bubbling away in my brain, it's just not formed).
And I think about this blog and how it's a bit love/hate. Love the people who visit and who take time to comment, hate the competitiveness that blogging can be. And how, if I'm honest, my focus has not always been on the people actually in the room with me, hence my enforced Christmas computer break.
I also think about what direction I want this blog to take. More family stuff (including pictures) or will that mean less readers (I know I've lost links and subscribers because of the recent turn away from gardening I've taken)? And how to prevent getting so sucked into the internet, into twitter and reading, reading, reading others' blogs so much I lose the will to write mine.
Yes, there's lots to think about. Probably quite a few posts there. But they can be for another day when, you've guessed it, I'm not so tired. Or maybe not.
There are plans here to have a family-based New Year celebration involving champagne (for the adults) and staying up very late for the bigger children. And, you guessed, snoozing on the sofa no doubt.
Wishing you a fabulous 2010!
