It was Sarah’s 40th birthday at the weekend….40 😳….how can a daughter of mine be 40 years old, but she is. Her friend was coming to stay, so rather than intrude on their weekend of fun, we decided we’d have her birthday on the Thursday before. It’s not the first time we’ve rescheduled a birthday. It happened lots when they were younger, often unbeknown to them when very small. An inconvenient day being swapped for one when there was time to indulge, but today she was in on the trick we were playing on time….
She was taking me to Flamborough Head on the East coats of Yorkshire. I’d heard from many how beautiful it was so was really looking forward to it.
A lovely sunny day dawned and I skipped my early morning walk as she was arriving just before 9.
On arrival we piled her presents into the boot of the car, so she would have them on her birthday morning.
She was born at 10.35pm at Ipswich hospital, delivered by a very good friends daughter bu pure coincidence as she happened to be the midwife on duty…as they wrapped her in the hospital blanket ready for a photo she looked adorable, her eyes opening and practising a smile for the camera .…but then I would say that
I digress….we set off I digress….we set off and soon spied a gorgeous rainbow disappearing into the clouds
We set off, full of hope of a lovely sunny day, passing all the imposing wind turbines that are scattered in East Yorkshires fields.I adore them. Many hate the humming noise they make as they swish round, but I find it relaxing, having a sort of elegance all of their own. We stopped by some, in awe at their majestic size
It must have taken about an hour before we took the turning. A country lane with leaves falling like confetti in the breeze. Autumn is such a beautiful time of year. Did I say that about spring and summer too? Probably, but the autumn colours are spectacular, the finale of nature before winter sets in.
“Can’t wait to see it”….I said to Sarah
“But we have been there before mum, probably a couple of years ago now”, Sarah said, surprised I didn’t remember the imposing lighthouse and beautiful scenery.
I thought for a moment or two, trying to unlock an image, but none would come. I had no recollection. “Maybe I’ll remember when we get there” I said cheerfully
I marvelled at the houses along the lane, their perfectly trimmed hedges, winter ready. Then the lane opened out into countryside. I could sense the sea was nearby. Just as a child looks for the first glimpse of the sparkling water in the sunshine, so did I.
“I saw it, there, I saw the sea” before it disappeared behind the trees again.
As we turned the corner there in front was the imposing lighthouse soaring up into the autumn blue sky. The sun sparkling on the glass high above that at night would alert passing ships to the close proximity of land and rocks hiding beneath the sea.
We parked the car and stood looking for a moment before trundling towards the cliff edge, marvelling at the perfect archway in the rock below, allowing the sea to pass through it with ease.
The sun casting a golden shimmering light on the water; the huge cargo ship in the distance and the wind turbines turning even further out at sea.
Bird watches, with their binoculars staring out to into the distance, had obviously spotted something, each focused on the same spot from different angles, too small to see with the naked eye…
We stayed for a while marvelling at the scenery and breathing in the sea air…
“Do you remember it now mum?.…asked Sarah, curious to know if the soaring column of white stone or the beauty of our surroundings conjured up a memory …..
“Nope, but isn’t it wonderful. Maybe we can come here in the spring?”…and I could relive the moment all over again as if for the first time…..
Happy birthday to one of the 2 most precious people in my life…