In need of a different trundle…

The weathermen had promised a fresher start to the day after all the intense heat of the weekend, so when I woke and drew my curtains, I opened my window to check if their promise had come to fruition…..and it had….

As I sat drinking my cuppa tea, I began thinking where I could walk for a change, but no images would come to mind apart from the one I’d been doing every day for a while now..🙄 I showered and still no new thoughts so I decided to go where my feet took me.

Out of the door they turned right instead of left, good start…but instead of doing my normal walk in reverse, the cow field attracted my attention. I could see the cows in the distant, nowhere near the path and looking settled…

A rabbit sat in the morning dew came into view

Down the track towards the pond

I could hear all the ducks quacking so knew either Peter or Simon were out feeding them; turned out to be Peter the duck man so my piccie shows the pond looking empty

…but that’s because they were all crowded round Peter 😂

As he left them to feed the noise subsided and a few ducks slipped back into the water

Up through the houses but instead of turning right along the back lane I turned left

Hay bales lay in the field, fodder for the horses later in the year

Through the gap in the hedge, I make my way up the road and realise I’m heading towards, what I call bluebell wood. Others call it garlic wood but such is my dislike of the smelly bulb, it’s Bluebell wood to me 🤣

I can soon turn left and trundle along a farmers track with so many butterflies fluttering around

Eventually the track leads to the cool shady wood

The temperature drops, the ground still with patches of wet mud from the rain weeks ago. The canopy of trees not allowing the suns heat to infiltrate to the ground.

Soon at the end I reach the small wooden bridge leading to the farmers field.

Field after field of Rye, I think 🤔

The long windy path directs me and makes me feel safe. So clear, so welcoming.

At the end another cooler shady copse leading me back to the village road

So peaceful. I havn’t seen a soul for the whole 2 hours it’s taken me. Just the sound of nature and the occasional click of my camera to keep me company…

Back out into the noise of the road, I head back into the village, spotting a rabbit pondering on a driveway

The pond comes into view; I’ve gone full circle. The ducks and Terence the terrapin sharing the log in the pond

As I head back home for my cuppa…..a nice change of a trundle thanks to my feet for taking me there…

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with Young Onset Dementia. 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.

13 thoughts on “In need of a different trundle…

  1. Lovely, Wendy. I especially liked the butterfly, the rye fields, and the “tunnel” right after those. Thank you for sharing your lovely walk and your talents!

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  2. So pleased you are able to enjoy the freedom and beauty of the countryside around your village Wendy. I’ve just read “Somebody…”, Thank you so much for making this available. I feel I can help my wife Sue so much better as a result. You have opened up a window for all the family. Bob

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