Monday 07 December
I used to find Monday’s blog post the most tricky, as the weekend was over and the day started and ended in darkness. On Saturdays and Sundays, I see more daylight and more of the outdoors.
But now I have learned to allow the weekend to spill into the beginning of the week. Monday, for my blog at least, has become the third day. Not only does this lengthen the weekend, but it also shortens the week. For my blog at least.
It has been another crazy-busy, mind-cracking day. It started with very tough decisions to make at work and ended with where I am now. Sat in the car park of the hospital waiting for Dad to come out after having his CT scan.
And it has also been very cold and foggy. But one of the remarkable features of foggy days is it forms a perfect monochrome backdrop for everything else. In fact, I noticed, for the first time, that fog makes everything else look black and white.
I have appreciated today the colours that spring and summer provide us is contrasted by the shades and shadows of light and dark in the late autumn and long, cold winters. Ice, snow, fog and skeletal trees. Silhouettes of birds in the sky and on wires. I am starting to like it.
The Bald Birder 