As I write this there is a delicious smell. It's coming from the oven where my gluten free Christmas cake is baking. Of course I meant to bake it before the big day but it was pretty far down the to do list and as a result didn't get done.
Greig however tracked down dried dates and milled flaxseed for me so I had to give it a go. Only time will tell if it has that distinctive sandy texture lent by gluten free flour. It smells good though.
We ventured out today for a walk to get some fresh air and sunshine and returned with a pinky glow in our cheeks. Brodie rode his bike - he's really getting the hang of it and Grier entertained herself by going just a bit too close to the edge of the canal every now and then to keep us on her toes.
It was good for us to get out, Greig was working yesterday but the weather was so bad the kids and I were cooped up all day so it felt good to stretch our legs and breathe deeply.
I'm also entering my annual melancholy end of the year phase. As a glass half full person normally I always feel weirdly gloomy and anxious as the year ends as though I'm running out of time. Which is ridiculous I know, a whole new year is beginning with all the promise of the unknown. I want to make goals and plans and start afresh but I have to shed the skin of all the things that went wrong or didn't happen this year. Then I'll give myself a shake and get on with January.
How do you feel this time of year? Sad to see it go or happy to see 2014 arrive?