Well the day after yesterdays blog of trundling with Pip, Sarah and Scooby, I was in definite winter mode. I’d woken again at 5am , showered, dressed and waited for the sun to rise…🙄
I decided to change my linen for winter snuggly linen and had the washing on by 6am and it was still dark 🤣
As soon as I’d gone through my morning routine I was out of the door – just before 7am. It was a lovely gentle sunrise
Not ‘WOW’ stunning colours, just gentle and glowing.
I went up passed the church where an enormous mushroom had suddenly appeared……
and along the back lane and it was beginning to fade already
I lost count of how many flocks of geese flew over
I always imagine them with tiny suitcases under their wings 🤣
I went behind the playing field and into the little copse where more fungi were clearly visible on the trees
Pip had said that the fungi season was starting on our walk the day before…..
Through the houses and to the pond, the ducks had gathered en mass for their morning feed from Simon
Whether it was my imagination or not, but the Mandarin ducks colours seemed even more vibrant as it puffed its chest out to ward off other ducks from its pure white mate
We have 2 male mandarins but the other one is more subtle, less showy but still beautiful
Yet more geese flew overhead as I trundled up the high street
I’d delivered some calendars the day before to a street off the main road and some lace capped hydrangea had caught my eye and it was seeing the giant teacup in someone’s garden
That reminded me they were close by
Up round the back of the village and my final photo from the mirage lane, I took because it reminded me of a heart filling with blood for some reason…..
The rest of the morning was taken up with Sarah. I was showing here how to plant bulb sandwiches in the troughs at the back of her house. Tulips at the bottom, then miniature daffodils next, followed by giant yellow crocuses and finally snowdrops on the top layer. A succession of spring bulbs will in theory flower from February onwards…..to have some colour while we’re waiting for spring was provided by cyclamen…..one of my favourite winter flowers
Back home again and a final trundle of the day, as it was so unseasonably warm. Even Teresa Terrapin had come back out – I thought we’d seen the last of her until next summer
I’d taken some food for the ducks and as they saw me they all flew my way
Feed over, one last visit to the church yard and I spotted a squirrel also getting into winter mode, eating a few nuts but also burying a few, ready for winter when supplies are scarce…..
One of those lovely days that makes you glad to be able to trundle….