Oh poor Sophie (Dahl) how folk mocked when she used this phrase. How she was goaded for being smug, pretentious and out of touch.
But you know I knew exactly what she meant. Its not that you are depressed or even sad as such, just a shade of blue...mood indigo.
I feel a little slow motion today. I feel ponderous and 'hermitty'
I am drinking mugs and mugs of tea...always in my prettiest cup! I could sit and stare for hours at nothing more than how fabulous tulips look as they grow old so gracefully, utterly beautiful right to the end.
I want to make fruit cake with a thick, crunchy brown sugar topping. I want to wear big jumpers that feel like a big cuddle (Mr B's grey lambs wool if I can lay my hands on it). I want to read Anne of Green Gables...or watch Amelie!
I know melancholy is upon me, when I start to scour the cyber world looking for pretty inspiration. I know I need a treat! Its not that I want to buy something at all. I want to transform something, change it and make it wonderful. Something that will light up my day when I look at it. It is at these times I want to bake, or sew, or paint.
*sigh* am I Victorian or simply hormonal? Oh Lordy!