Saturday 13 March
I have noticed over this last year, that Saturday for me is day of emotional release. During the week I store up different experiences, which create different emotions and, whilst we are locked-down, there is little to no opportunity to let it go. It’s not all negative stuff of course, but it easier to celebrate the positives when your couped up. Then there’s the consistent bad news items; Italy goes into another major lockdown, Murray Walker dies, etc.
So, this morning I lay in till after 9am. No coffee in bed. And I got up, had a shower, and felt pretty grumpy and groggy. But we had a clean up and then a cooked a full-english brunch, and I was able to mentally brush myself down and get into the day.
We had a dog walk this afternoon that was also a little mixed too. It was very dramatic weather-wise – really cold, windy and wintery showers. The drama of all of this is played out in the amazing skies. One view can contain deep inky blues and greys, and bright crisp blue sky. With glowing, billowing white cloud in between.
But Saturday is still a day of sport, even though we can’t actually go to the games right now, we can watch pretty much every premier league game on the telly. Colchester United are on the local radio as always and we can also watch the games via live streaming if we pay for it. Home games are covered in the cost of the season ticket but away games cost ten pounds each. Today we go for the radio option, the U’s performances have not been good this season. I can’t help but feel detached from the club and indeed the game. I’ve also not refereed a youth game for months now.
The evening sunlight has found a crack through the persistence of the shower clouds. I see one of the pair of resident Buzzards sweeping across the orchards at the end of the garden and head out to take a closer look.
By the time I get there it’s moved on of course but the sun set is incredible.
The Bald Birder 