Or… Why it seemed preferable to leave well alone and go for a walk!
This blog is developing a mind of its own; at the moment it seems to be more about walking and photography than I’d originally planned. Not much progress possible in the garden at the moment, due to grey mist and cold mud, so went for a walk by a river to relieve the gloom. Excitement of seeing my first ever goldcrest! No photograph of it, I’m afraid, so here is one of a robin taking shelter from the drizzle instead.
Walking in the country yesterday; the sun came out suddenly and lit up the landscape. Amazing colours! This photograph doesn’t really do it justice but it’s the best of the bunch in terms of the colour.
There are still some flowers in the garden at home … just hanging on in the last of the warm weather, I suppose.
Oh, and reading Written in the Blood by Stephen Lloyd Jones, after really enjoying The String Diaries.
Awake at around 6.30 and reading in the dark on my phone: The String Diaries by Stephen Lloyd Jones. The atmosphere in Chapter 16, set in an isolated house in Snowdonia, was so tense that I had to stop reading and wait till it was light! The last time anything like this happened was when I read Dark Matter by Michelle Paver. Both definitely recommended reads. Perhaps not in the dark though …