Nature’s own beautiful warning…..

I knew it was suppose to rain the following day, as I settled down to sleep, but how early it would arrive was uncertain. 

I woke later than usual the following morning and as I always do, I remained still and listened….listened for the signs ….was it windy, was it rainy or was it calm….I couldn’t hear a sound so I stumbled out of bed and wobbled my way to the back bedroom and could sense nature sending out its warning….just through the trees I could see colour and it was a while before sunrise…

I had a quick shower, got dressed and made my way downstairs to make my flask of tea so it would be ready and waiting for me when I came back. 

As I stepped outside, the chill of the morning air hit me. As I reached the corner, the sky looked bruised and I could feel the wind picking up…

Puddles that splashed the day before had turned to ice overnight…I needed to watch my step this morning as I never thought to put my Trax on…🥴�…

Up the snicket towards the church and the bruise was covering the sky

The littleies headmaster, Chris, was making his way for an early start and stopped to look at the sky with me…

“Lovely morning”, he said…..’Lovely sky’, I said, knowing the morning would be anything but lovely…but I kept it to myself knowing he’d be in the dry before it started…

I reached the playing fields and could hear the noise of dogs barking in the wood…probably Leah and Albert having their early morning play and runaround…but all the time, it was the sky that captured my attention

I could see a deeper patch of anger in the sky through the trees so headed up the muddy path, but this morning there was a crunch beneath my feet as the mud had frozen in the night making it much easier to walk along.

As I came out into the open field the sky was ablaze with warning, now a richer deeper bruise..

Looking at my watch I knew I had time to retrace my steps and head down to the bottom field, the mud just as crunchy, the slipiness of the mud replaced by crunchy ice crystals on its surface

I sighed a contented sigh as I reach the end

How can nature provide such a spectacle when sending out such a strong warning of rain? Sending out bruised colours into the sky instead of the gentleness of a dry day ahead..

I knew I wouldn’t see the sun rise here. I needed to head back to the previous open field so shuffled my way back, my hands now icy cold inside my gloves…as I reached the field I was just in time. A glimmer of the golden ball was just peaking over the horizon

“Battery exhausted” beeped from my camera 🙄�….I took my already icy hands out of my gloves and fumbled in my pocket for a replacement. Luckily the battery slipped in first time as I couldn’t feel what I was doing, it was so cold.

I looked back up again and smiled…it was still in progress, I hadn’t missed many inches

It always looks as if the sun is bursting through the soil like a flower being filmed at high speed

The sky now a deep orange and streaks of yellow scrawled across the picture before me

I glanced behind me and the sky was thunderously black and very unfriendly looking but before me the sun was sending out its warning loud and clear

Rising through the last bit of low cloud the circle almost complete

….and as the sun finally gave out its light

…..I could feel the drops of rain starting to fall. I began to make my way home, but one last snap between the tangle of willow branches

The rain now heavy, my camera slipped inside my coat, my head bowed against the cold piercing rain, I headed home for my morning cuppa…..isn’t nature wonderful to send such a spectacular warning of rain to come……?

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.

19 thoughts on “Nature’s own beautiful warning…..

  1. Purple is my favorite color, so the first few photos were my favorite too. In truth, I did love all the gorgeous pictures. Thank you Wendy for the beautiful start to my day. 🤗😘

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  2. Beautiful sequence of photographs..
    Hope you have thought of how you can save all your photographs for future? Maybe post them all on am Internet site for everyone to look at in the future.

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  3. As usual Wendy fabulous sunrise photos. I for one never tire of seeing them, each subtly different. Do put your Trax on though, I was worried for you as you crunched over the frozen or slippery ground!

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  4. Your photos alert us to the beauty of each day.. even a stormy day starts off with its own magic .. I love your pics Wendy , showing us the world before most of us are out of our beds! Thank you 🙂

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  5. Oh Wendy, what a marvellous set of photographs….I don’t think I have ever seen such a beautiful sky thank you so so much for bringing it to me. Your words are so beautifully written. I’m sorry you get caught in the rain though but no doubt you soon had your hands warming round your morning cuppa, a smile on your lovely face. I look forward so much to tomorrows photographs and comments….Take care. God Bless

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  6. I think God knew how much joy the morning sunrises would give us so he makes them every day! Thank you for sharing your beautiful pictures from your side of the world. Hugs!

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  7. Hello, Wendy! I’m Heeyun Jung from South Korea.

    I’m currently in a master course, Linguistics and Cognitiive studies at the University of Siena, Italy.

    As a part of Corpus Assisted Discourse Studies (CADS) project, I would like to do research based on your diary almost for the last 10 years. I would like to make some chronological comparisons divided into 3 or 4 periods. I would like to find out whether there have been any change in terms of the complexity of grammar and lexicon, etc.

    I began to have interests in dementia since each of my grandparents was diagnosed with Alzheimer and Lewy body dementia. I hope this project will help me understand them better and be ready for what would arise afterward.

    So Wendy! Would you like to give me your permission on using your personal writings? If you allow me to proceed, I will gladly share more details about my project and its result!

    p.s. I enjoyed reading your diaries, they are very serene and like poetic prose 😌

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    1. Lovely to hear from you Heeyun Jung! My diaries would be a litttle deceptive with regards my dementia as I can type quicker than I can think and speak the words because that part of my brain doesn’t appear to be broken as yet. Plus my writing has improved as I’ve learnt so much about writing since writing my books. So I might not be a good study case for you I’m afraid.x

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