Posted: 22/06/2012 at 23:13
I wouldn't say I was an official sufferer of SAD, but I strongly miss the sun during winter and have developed a strategy over the years that involves gritting my teeth, planning and painting my garden to get through the darkest months. I have files of photos and not just my garden, but hundreds of photos saved from the Internet that I just look at, to remember the greenness, and the warmth, and the energy.
Just after Christmas is the worst time for me because there is no distractions until spring, which I can smell in the air when it arrives. It's my favourite time of the year purely because there is so much promise and hope and freshness and I am in a frenzy of excitement to see what I will achieve in the garden that year.
The summer months I'm sure are the same as yours, full of long evenings spent in the garden, pottering around, drinking, chatting and soaking up every moment of beauty before it fades all too soon. Just looking at the lovely flowers and foliage fills my heart with love and peace, the smells are enchanting and the helpful insects and wildlife always an absolute pleasure to watch.
Autumn mystifies me with its colour changes, its fiery foliage, its woody remains, its dying breath, its slow slow dewy decay when the sun is still warm, the morning grass is soaking wet and seed heads and berries replace flowers. I love the amazing contrasts of foliage and the quiet demise, like waking from a spell, but I also know that long span of darkness is approaching and I prepare to knuckle down and grin and bear it once again.
I do hope we have enough sunny days to get through the coming winter, or we might all go a little mad.