Why did my day suddenly seem to be shorter?

This is one of the first walks I had since the news of Jason and it had been playing on my mind, quite naturally. but this particular day it made me make the most of the hours…..

I couldn’t help thinking that my days seemed shorter. Since Covid I was just running out of time each day. Was it because I was just slower? I’d certainly noticed everyone overtaking me when I was out walking and Stuart always has to slow down but that had been so for a while. I just didn’t seem to have the same number of active hours in a day. I always stop at 6pm and just relax until bedtime. No social media, no ipad, just staring idly at the telly watching the same programmes each night. So who had been tampering with the clocks in my house!

Then it dawned on me. Literally. I’d been getting up later, so fatigued had covid left me. I’d force myself to get up at 7am each day otherwise I’d simply stay in bed. But I’d lost those early hours of the morning when I normally had my first walk. Of course, I was two hours short each day 🙄

So this particular morning, I’d woken as usual, around 4am, but knew that was too early, sunrise now being just after 5am. So closed my eyes and when I woke next it was 04.45. I hadn’t looked at the weather forecast and it was still dusk outside, but thought, todays the day I’m going to get my hours back.

I dressed, leaving the shower for my return and headed out. I’d forgotten how quiet the morning was; how deserted the village was; how mine were probably the first footprints of the day.

The sky was starting to colour as I entered the gallops

….and as I turned the corner, and stood in the open field facing east, I suddenly remembered the power of a sunrise. 

That moment when night becomes day once more. When nature provides a wonderful orchestral welcome of colour, never the same but always a masterpiece

I’d forgotten why I loved the early mornings so much until that moment

I was rooted to the spot watching it all unfold. It was surprisingly chilly for a July morning and I realised my feet were becoming cold, my hands already chilled so moved on through the gate and out into the lane. I turned and looked back, the symphony still playing

The field ahead alight with the morning sun

Figures suddenly darted across the field to the left of me….hare…I hadn’t seen hare for so long and a beaming smile hit my face

The crops had been harvested and only the stubble left, but now no longer long enough to hide them

As the sun rose higher, it shone down on the hare giving it a golden glow

I carried on leaving them to their day, every now and then turning to see the sun rising higher

Another field and yet more hares to delight or maybe these were rabbits 🤔 hard to tell as none moved

As I continued up and down the long lane, the fields to my right began to light up, the crops here, still in the field and ripening fast

The rising sun was making everything sparkle with a warm twinkling glow

My arrival down the lane disturbed the geese who’d set up home in the field. They took to the sky

…circled round….

…and landed back in the same spot

Out now on the single track road, all was still quiet in the human world. No cars as I approached the sheep field

Most of the sheep were busy waking, eating breakfast where they’d slept

Down the slope towards Folly Lake and the chill in the air created a mist hanging over the surface of the water giving the Folly a mystical appearance..

No overnight fishermen, unless they’d already left. All was quiet each side, the morning light creating a mirror image in the calm water

A family of geese gently floating on the surface

….and a coot out looking for a tasty morsel

Photos taken, air breathed in, I headed back up the slope and decided to continue around the corner instead of retracing my steps

I hadn’t seen deer for months now and if I would see them anywhere it would be round the other side. The path I always take had been left by the farmer so was overgrown, the path only barely visible. He’s obviously trying to deter walkers from using it 😔 but I’ll keep trampling it down with a few other I know take this route. So many of our countryside public pathways disappear this way.

I did see my deer but he was too quick for me and jumped the fence out of sight. But at least I saw one. 

Heading down the side of another uncut field and my shadow led the way

Starlings always congregate on these wires, I’ve got the photos to prove it. I wonder why? Must be a good feeding area somewhere near 🤔

Back on the white chalk stone path

…the sky now a summery blue and the heat of the sun now increasing. Who should appear over the hill but my furry friend

I walked back chatting away with Stuart, Merlin every now and then walking at our side and licking my hand in case it was hiding a treat 😂 At the end of the road we went our separate ways, me now tired and ready for a cuppa. Once last photo as the end of my street came into view

Natures power, all wrapped up in a morning walk….

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.

17 thoughts on “Why did my day suddenly seem to be shorter?

  1. Glad to see you’re able to start getting back to your normal pre-illness routine. I’m sure your mental outlook will rapidly improve. Cheers!

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  2. I just finished reading your book this morning. I work in a hospital setting as a health care aide in Canada. Thank you for all you do to bring awareness to this challenging life you live. My mother is currently living with Alzheimer’s and the adjustments are moment by moment, but you’re proof that people living with Dementia can still have a full, vibrant life. Wishing you much clarity, joy, and many more memorable moments with your beloved daughters.

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  3. What a wonderful read, I felt like I was there with you and it reminded me how much I too love sunrises. Sunrise is just so magical and the quiet of the morning helps to catch a breath and appreciate the day we have before us.

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