Saturday 05 December It has been a day of very contrasting emotions. I have been consciously distancing myself from the news over the past week. This only seems to make me angry and frustrated. And there’s enough going on in my own life to take up my thinking space. A coffee in bed this morningContinue reading “Day 260”
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Day 259
Friday 04 December It’s going to be a short post today. Plenty has happened but I am whacked. It’s 10.45pm and I’ve been round to see Dad. He had is stent procedure midweek and is struggling; physically he feels drained but it’s mentally where he is needing recovery time the most. Everyone is finding lifeContinue reading “Day 259”
Day 258
Thursday 03 December The short passages of time are providing a pleasent pastime right now. It’s nice to reminisce about things that only happened a few days or weeks ago. Five days ago we walked and ran on the beach at Frinton-on-Sea. And as I sit here, in the arm chair, on a cold andContinue reading “Day 258”
Day 257
Wednesday 02 December I have been catching some time outdoors the past couple of days. Only doing gate duty and such, but it’s precious. Time to get a fresh blast of cold air on my face and even some sunlight on my eyes. Some days are grey and don’t properly start, others prickle the sensesContinue reading “Day 257”
Day 256
Wednesday 01 December It was a full moon last night. I woke around 3am and watched out from the bathroom window on to the back garden and the orchard beyond. The moon reflecting the light from the invisible sun on to our little patch of land. It seems pretty obvious that we notice the moonContinue reading “Day 256”
Day 255
Monday 30 November Rock doves (Columba livia), also known as the feral pigeon, flock together in urban areas for a number of reasons. Firstly, they are a predated creature and so flock in large groups to provide protection from predators such as Peregrines. This is common in the natural world, from fish in shoals toContinue reading “Day 255”
Day 254
Sunday 29 November We went on an earlier walk today as we had a few other chores to do. We went to Stratford St Mary and one of our familiar walks along the river Stour. It was so good to see so many people out and about, simply enjoying the outdoors. The sky was greyContinue reading “Day 254”
Day 253
Saturday 28 November I love Saturdays. They have always been the best day of the week by far. And currently, I am appreciating just how especially precious they are during this winter lockdown. I have repeatedly banged on about my lack of daylight during the week, so those two jewels at the weekend, Saturday andContinue reading “Day 253”
Day 252
Friday 27 November I went to bed last night as the fog was thickening outside and, with an icy still air, was expecting an eerie view out of the bedroom window this morning. Instead the sun brightened the morning as it rose rather than dimly struggle behind thick cloud. The fog had lifted by firstContinue reading “Day 252”
Day 251
Thursday 26 November Yesterday I briefly mentioned how texture is something that is much more apparent to me now that the green has rescinded. Trees reveal their faces in the autumn and winter. The wind and darkness draws back their leafy veils and shows every wrinkle and crack. Age impacts on all living things, andContinue reading “Day 251”
The Bald Birder 