Category Archives: birds

Monday 15 March Six days away from the start of spring, Saturday 20th March, and the end of my year long blog. I can’t help but smile and think of how fitting that is. In a year as tumultuous and, at times desperate, that it should so fittingly end with the start of the seasonContinue reading “Day 360”

Sunday 14 March This time next week my time will be up. Three hundred and sixty five days of this blog and we find ourselves right back where we were. Restricted in our movement, meaning we can only travel for essential reasons and we can only exercise once a day outdoors and only within ourContinue reading “Day 359”

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 itContinue reading “Day 358”

I felt absolutely shattered today. I don’t think it’s due to any one thing, just an accumulation of stresses and strains, at work and elsewhere. It happens, and is probably to be expected, under the current circumstances. But it’s Friday and I drove home this evening with a car boot full of Aldi’s finest groceriesContinue reading “Day 357”

I managed to drag myself out of bed this morning and do my run. No mean feet, it was wildly windy and grey and angry looking. As I scanned the skies I noticed gulls and crows edging and banking into the gusts. Then diving into them, oncoming, beak first, before spinning one-hundred and eighty degreesContinue reading “Day 356”

Wednesday 10 March The days seem to be whizzing by at the moment and I am struck by an increasingly regular thought. One which has increased as I have gotten older and even more so, I feel, since all of this Coronavirus lockdown thing has been happening. I appreciate that each day is a giftContinue reading “Day 355”

Tuesday 09 March So, I did it! This morning I honestly surprised myself by plucking myself out of bed at 6am. I tugged on my jogging gear, fumbled with my trainers. Then, creeping downstairs, past the dog, I made my way through of the front door and walked out into the dull but steadily lighteningContinue reading “Day 354”

Monday 08 March I had every intention of waking this morning and going on a run. Nobody thought I would do it, they thought I would capitulate and give in to the warm bed sheets and the meagre satisfaction of ten more minutes cocooned in the duvet before having to get up and get ready.Continue reading “Day 353”

Sunday 07 March It’s beautifully quiet right now. I can hear the gentle tick-tock of the clock on the shelf, the occasional gurgle of my tummy tackling a coffee and almod croissant, and the dishwasher has beeped it’s final beep of its cycle. The rest of the family are out doing drop-offs for country walksContinue reading “Day 352”

Saturday 06 March I woke at a sensible time this morning and decided to go for a run. I had my first coffee in bed then persuaded Adora to join me in a short run, about twenty minutes. I’m aware that I am still not able to walk during the week and haven’t played footballContinue reading “Day 351”