I wrote this last week on Publication Day…I was due on telly around lunchtime but the cameraman would be arriving just after 11 so just time for a calming walk before the stress of having someone in my house……..
I’d woken not quite knowing if it would be a good or bad day; so much going on lately both personal and public that my head was desperately trying to hold onto all the fragments of information that were important. I began thinking that it felt like being let out on licence and if I forgot the important rules, the important facts to remember, I’d be imprisoned, isolated for forgetting……a strange but very real image that appeared in my head….
But today, of all days, I tried to let happiness win the day. A second book is something to be celebrated and my favourite way to celebrate is with a trundle alone with my camera as my only company.
It was a beautiful sunny day as I stepped outside into the cold morning air. I remember thinking my steps were slower, a haze in my head always makes me slower, but I turned the thought around and thought, ‘all the better to stop and see what’s around me’……
My first stop was at the corner house. I immediately noticed how the birds didn’t take flight today. They allowed me just to stand and watch their comings and goings as though they knew it was a special day
Then something very special. Rarely do I see 2 Robins together in the same small patch, but today of all days, here they were
The immediate thought that brought a smile to my face as I clicked, was mum and dad, coming to say ‘well done’…….🥰
I stood for many minutes, just watching, just clicking and none took flight
Even ones that rarely stay, went happily about their morning breakfast feast
Then one of the Robins hopped down onto the concrete stone below and stared straight at me
Then, of all magical things, the other did just the same
My mum and dad died many years ago, but in that moment it felt like they’d come to share in my celebration…….
I could have just stayed there, but I was getting cold, my legs becoming rooted to the spot, so I left while the moment was good.
I wondered round the houses heading for the back lane, when a large red and white plane flew over low but climbing
I later put the photo on the village Facebook page asking if anyone knew what is was…of course, someone did as it’s very special, it’s one of only 2 new ‘oil spill response’ aeroplanes….for anyone wanting to know more, this website fills you in – fascinating…
So another unusual sight on my special day!
As I headed along the back lane, I automatically looked up at the hole high up on the tree trunk where the family of squirrels live, not expecting to see anything, as I rarely do, but a shadow caught my eye so I zoomed in…
I then stood quiet and waited and sure enough it peaked out a little further
Not moving for fear of it scrambling back inside, I watched and waited and was finally rewarded
Even the squirrels were obliging today…..
I ended my trundle by sitting by the pond…
It took a couple of seconds for the ducks to see me, but then their quacking and calling out filled the air as they came flying towards me
Landing by my feet they happily tucked into a bonus brunch as I don’t usually feed them in the morning…..but this morning was special
When I reached home they were 2 boxes waiting on my doorstep……
One from my lovely partner in writing, Anna Wharton, both of us sad that we couldn’t be together today…
And the other from our publisher, Bloomsbury
It seemed that I was thoroughly spoilt by all things nature today and continued to be when I reached home….a very special day indeed……