SS 14 WACKERHAUS
Waiting for Spring
As winter drags its leaden feet stubbornly into February, it is common to find ourselves increasingly wrapped up indoors. The festive frostiness of December is not welcome past Christmas and the New Year has already lost its bright-as-a-penny shine after the wettest January in living memory. In our bedrooms we huddle, nursing dripping noses and cursing midmorning darkness, gazing out at the torrential weather that Britain has stoically suffered for the last six weeks.
So there we are, surrounded by tissues and empty boxes of chocolate - those that we had denied ourselves after the advent binge. Finally there comes a point (around the time of the last Ferrero Rocher) when we cry ‘Enough is Enough! If the weather hasn’t chirped up by March, action must be taken!’ If Spring won’t rise on its own, we must bring it upon ourselves.
Bedknobs and Brooms
After a prolonged chill, one resents putting on winter coats and boots for another month running. Defiantly altering our clothes is one way to avoid the Winter Blues. This wish list has a particularly strong essence of bleating lambs and daffodils, not at all suitable for the wind and rain outside, and so perfect for bringing on February's thaw. The floral dress sings of summer and is reminiscent of afternoons licking ice-cream in the park or – for the more romantic amongst you – Elizabeth Bennet running through glade and meadow scooping up snowdrops and crocuses.
Talking of which, bringing in brooms soon to bloom into their yellow splendor, is a sure-fire way to brighten up the bedroom. Colourful curtains and plenty of lamps also help, as does – if you too have a penchant for Pemberley,decadent decoration and elegant bedspreads. Gazing at the plush Sylvania Bed offered by http://www.zenbedrooms.com you may well experience a flurry of the heart at the ornate frame and ‘French Roast’ finish (something I have not heard of before, but have quickly converted to for the Winter Offensive.)
Whether on bed spread, curtain or dress, waving petals and weaving green shoots are sure to bring on Winter’s Swan Song: banishing the black skies of Blighty for cotton wool clouds, floating lonely, and heralding the news that Spring has finally sprung.