Waiting for the promised snow……

Before todays blog, I’d just like to say a HUGE thank you for all the kindness shown after yesterdays sad blog. The kindness shown was overwhelming and all received gratefully. I’d like to assure you all that I am ok, the sadness is still there but nature helps me enormously.

The next few blogs are all about the snow we had last week…

The other weekend, the weather forecast had got me so excited, forecasting bucket loads of snow. I havn’t seen snow for years – I don’t think 🤪…..and certainly not since I got my camera. We’d had such a run of grey damp miserable days that snow would at least change the scenery and give us a different colour to look at 🙄

The Saturday night, it had started to snow heavily, real big flakes of the lovely stuff. I went to bed as excited as a child waiting for Christmas morning. I got up the next morning, still dark and hoping to see the glow of white as I opened the curtains. Imagine my disappointment then when all I could see was more grey, more damp. The anti snow fairies had been at work overnight and hoovered it all up 🙈

As it became light I went outside to fill the bird feeders, not that they were empty but thought I’d fill them to the brim. I’d sensed over the last few days, that the birds were starting to prepare for spring; find a mate; find a new place to build a nest, hopefully in my garden hedge and bird house which was ready and waiting on the side of my shed. It was perishingly cold and blowing an easterly wind. Remnants of pretend snow lay on top of the hedgehog house, my old walking shoes laying in the beads of snow –  tiny beads of pathetic snow🙄

Going back inside I decided, instead of going out in the grey, that I’d sit and watch the birds in my garden. It was as though the birds sensed the urgency to stock up on food. The blast of the east wind, making them panic hunt.

My faithful Robin was the first to appear, flying from my hedge and landing on the top of my red watering can 

Then a rush followed, so much activity my camera was flying from one place to the next, the wood pigeon all the while perched on the fence, waiting for the crumbs to fall

So many of the Tit family flying from the hedge and back

A blackbird desparately trying to emulate its small friends, but struggling to stay stable for long enough

But always going back, having a think and trying again..

But my Robins were my favourite, always are. So calm, so relaxed and never rush about

I sat there for ages watching them coming and going, so relaxing, so gentle…my birdbook beside me to identify the unknowns,,,

But then the same Robin would catch my eye, the flash of red, ever present

My daughter then sent me a txt saying to be hopeful for the morning as the weather chart had changed to double flake snow 🤞. 

My spirits lifted, I could but hope….but you’ll have to wait until next Tuesday to see if it arrived……

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

21 thoughts on “Waiting for the promised snow……

  1. Such uplifting pictures of the bird life in your garden and roundabout. Perhaps they could be published in a book along with your beautiful trundle photos.

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  2. Hello Wendy…we don’t live too far away from you, Leeds in fact and as soon as we are allowed we will revisit the parts of Yorkshire we didn’t get to last year during the summer break from lockdown. We saw North York’s Moors and most of the dales but when we can we will come over to your lovely part of our lovely county. Perhaps we might be able to say an outdoor ‘hello’ in person if we take a stroll through you village.

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  3. Such beautiful pictures Wendy and such wonderful writing. I’m just like you getting excited at the prospect of a lovely white snowy scene greeting me when I open the curtains! Unfortunately Brighton has seen pip squeak of the snow….a very light dusting only. I’m very envious of your birds in the garden. We were ecstatic yesterday to see a robin and a bluetit in our garden attacking the hanging filled coconut. Today I’ve only seen Starlings so far. I hope your sad mood is lifting. Fingers crossed we have a sunny spring to look forward to. It makes all the difference and can so lift the spirits. Take care. xx

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  4. Wendy. I have been so encouraged by you. Your BLOG, telling of your daily trundles, sharing your photos, your deep appreciation of nature around you…all carry me along on your journey. Here I am, living in the deep south of USA, always missing the fresh air of Michigan — more like Britain than you might expect –. As you walk, and take photos….I recall walking in the fields in Michigan, on the Barnum farm, past the sheep, appreciating the pathways they made. Thank you for your faithful sharing.

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  5. Such beautiful pictures, Wendy. I see you have a long tailed tit on your fat balls. I love these, but see them only occasionally when a flock passes through our garden and stops for sustenance.

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  6. Wendy, your courage and resilience constantly amazes and inspires me! Yesterday’s post made me very sad for you, and I’m happy to see you back today – determined to fight on.

    I fully well understand the drudgery of the grey and gloomy, along with the child-like anticipation when “they” announce a winter storm is approaching and the great let-down when it hardly ever does. It’s nothing like the winters when I was young, and it seemed to pile up a minimum of a foot at least once a week with plenty of sleigh riding outings. Did it really happen, or is that just the little girl in me remembering it that way?

    I also love the birds, and they always bring me joy as they come to the feeders, piggily scarfing up the fresh sunflower seeds.

    Thank you for sharing your life and your world – in words and in pictures. There is so much beauty in both. May God bring you peace and lift the greyness…and pour down the heavy white stuff!!

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  7. Hi Wendy. I hope you get your snow! It is pretty and brightens up the world. I wish I knew how to send you some pictures. We have about two feet on the ground right now. Had to snow blow a track in the back yard so our two mini wiener dogs could get out to potty and play! It’s so fun to watch them !! Take care!

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  8. I understand the excitement of waking up to a beautiful overnight snow. We may be having one here in Maryland tonight, fingers crossed! Love your bird photos, especially the Tit, which I’ve never seen. Thanks!

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