So we appear not to have had a proper winter this year. If I were to name the season, this winter would be The Winter of ENDLESS RAIN. Compared to last winter, which was The Winter It Snowed And Didn't Stop.
It seems to me like we're about to come blinking back into the sunshine though. On my lunchbreak yesterday, I took a quick turn around the park to calm my nerves before spending my afternoon presenting to large groups of students. It's part of my role which I thought I would hate, and actually ended up really really enjoying. Turns out, I can present coherently even when my co-presenter left my notes in the office, and no one was more surprised about that than I was.
But anyway. As I was walking around the park in my tights and raincoat, I couldn't help but feel slightly ridiculous. Because, believe it or not, it was sunny and warm and felt so springlike I could have run around the park squealing like a three year old if I wasn't so nervous about the presentation.
At a conference on Wednesday, I was speaking with another attendee who had travelled from London to Cardiff to attend. She was saying how she hadn't been to Cardiff in something like six years "And now I'm here," she said "I can remember why- it just always rains!". And in fairness, she had a point- it was miserable that day.
When the sun shines here, it's magical. The parks look lush and green, the river sparkles, faces turn upwards and bear smiles from ear to ear. I can't wait for spring to really hit us- the blossom, birdsong, and blue skies are enough to make this girl incredibly happy.