Glum

When I left for work this morning the day was gloomy and it made me think that there's something sad about an empty house in winter. As I walk through, saying goodbye to Daisy and Amber, turning off lights and the radio I'm followed by that middle ground between dark and light. Suddenly the house feels colder and very lonesome. It's different on a sunny day when happy light pours through the windows, perking up even the dullest corners and leaving a happy feel to the day.
Today I'll hurry home to turn on lights and music, for number three will need cheering up. Perhaps the sight of me doing a weeks ironing will bring a rosy glow to the bricks, it certainly brings one to my cheeks.