Fair weather may be back again this week bringing some much needed sunshine but all it’s done is deepen my denial that autumn is here. No doubt that the tell-tell signs are here in spades – morning mists, golden light and pumpkins taking over the kitchen garden – but I’m not ready to give up on summer yet and have self diagnosed an acute case of seasonal adjustment disorder. Whilst the leaves are turning and temperatures plunging I’m left with moments of gloom and bouts of fidgeting not conducive to a peaceful mind. So deep has been my malaise I’ve stopped cruising my blog reader as the voice of the northern hemisphere is hailing the arrival of Spring which only deepens my resentment towards the inevitable cold, wet and windy weather to come.
A slate of work appointment cancellations today brought an unexpected opportunity to quit the office and tame the garden. As I mowed, strimmed and clipped the edges my joints may have ached from unfamiliar activity but my mood lifted and positive thoughts flooded through me again. It was a marvelous feeling and I’m hoping for more of the same over the coming days as the promised good weather continues. Whilst I can do little about what weather nature hurls at us I can tame the gremlin in my head and live a little louder the mantra of positive psychology I’ve adopted over the last year or so that whatever the weather #lifeisrich.