Over the last three to four months I’ve taken to Meandering about locally for short walks,(mainly for the exercise) And usually i follow a similar route,(Varying could get me most likely lost in the wilds of town, my sense of direction being non existent at best) while out though I’ve started seeing the odd familiar faces , we casually pass small pleasantries before being about our way, Sometimes just for the sake of it I do alter my route and go around the opposite direction gives it a whole new prospective , π,
But these small walks are indeed invaluable, leading such a solitary life isn’t quite all its cracked up to be, for thirty minutes or so each day, I join the general populous and pretend to be somewhat sociable….note the pretend here… On these walks I have found several places that I like to sit, depending on my mood of course, one is the park bench, (this relies totally on whether it’s already occupied already of courseπ, if I’m lucky I get to sit there for ten minutes,or until anyone comes along then I make good my escape before they want to talk at me!!!!!π.
The last few days however, now that the sting of heat from our latest heatwave has done it’s worst, the small bench is occupied mostly, it doesn’t matter though, and it’s good to see others enjoying it, the way I do, So I like to find myself quieter spots to unwind, I’m not really fussy either, this can be any patch of grass not inhabited by dog poop or discarded rubbish, …my favourite spot is about halfway on my daily constitutional, there under a huge Larch tree for shade,. Where even on the warmest of evenings the breeze blows through its leaves, giving off the sound of the sea playfully making its way through pebbles on the shore,.I like to fool myself im sat quietly on a beach someplace as the sun dips down behind the waves….this is all very well and good for me, but of late it’s caused more than a few stares from local dog walkers, even concerned comments from some, ” Are you ok? ” being favourite, I do my best to assure them i am indeed fine, And I am most grateful for their concern, it is all very genuine., but I really do just love to park myself there and enjoy a moment or three,
I cause even more of a backward glance, when I’m sat shoes and socks asunder, toes wiggling in the cool grass, it maybe have something to do with the fact my feet and ankles are bandaged or just you don’t expect to find someone sat there at that time alone, But whatever it is i don’t intend giving it upπ,
Saturday(There be dragons
Saturday afternoon I found my spot, sat somewhat ungainly (it’s far worse getting up again believe meπ) but I hadnt been there long, shoes off, when I heard a low drone overhead, on looking up into a perfectly blue sky there hovering erratically was this spectacular female dragonfly, she flew back and forth several times, almost like she too couldn’t believe her eyes, the longer I sat there, the more came a calling, mainly females though, but for one far larger, broader bodied male, he was the most gorgeous iridescent blue , the sunlight reflecting upon his lacy wings and as always I felt a certain amount of privilege to be sat amongst them.
Saturday afternoon also bought about another small visitor, .On my return from my walk, I went out to the garden to bring in the laundry, There sat amongst a very overgrown patch of weeds and brambles was a black and ginger cat,.Her large gold eyes sleepily blinked at me in surprise, I’ve seen her hanging about many times since living here, I just presumed she lives locally, But this day was to be different for us, instead of taking to her heals as soon as I got anywhere near…she mewed, I answered back in my best cattonese, she replied, and there the dialogue between us began in earnest….
We carried on chatting until I walked away, convinced she would go about her merry way. But after I walked away from the laundry area, I heard a low quite mournful mews in the distance, I went to the front door, I had deliberately left open behind me to let in the warm afternoon air, There to my surprise and bold as brass sat this cat, As I walked toward her though, she at once hissed rudely…..I tried explainin that while of course she was more than welcome to visit any time, but swearing at the host is not at all lady like…where upon she turned tail swearing under her breath as she stormed off, . I imagined this was the last I would see of my feline friend, …but within minutes she returned, tail swishing and mewing loudly, .I made free to offer my surprise guest some roast chicken, which she gulped down in the most alarming and unlady like manner.., After which she polished off the sausages, chicken and a tin of fish, π²
My food it seems was indeed most welcome, but if I should move even in the slightest my new found friend would show her displeasure very openly…Within minutes she had made herself perfectly at home in my living room, (well what previously I took for my livingroom, again if I dare to move any, even twitch, the little Madame hissed her rebuke, ….seemed my big comfy red sofa was of course now her area, I was relegated to the floor, …..I spoke softly to my new flat mate, she just gave me a filthy look and turned her dear little back, …my legs soon becoming stiff, painfully numb even…, while she belly now filled and very comfortable thank you, promptly fell asleep….
She stayed an hour, still hissing at my every move, I sat bursting for the bathroom, not daring to displease her ladyship, .This was Saturday, She has deigned fit to visit me three times daily ever since, now has her own little bowl, a drawer full of cat food and of course the sofa is hers….I may Stroke her on her terms alone, if I dare to try this without one’s permission I get given short shrift on no uncertain terms, if I don’t open the door quick enough for madame, she dives through the window, glaring at me accusingly, I feel guilty for what, I’m unsure of yet but apologise at once for the inconvenience, while she strolls about inspecting the place, her dear nose stuck in the air…I feel put in my place and of course go about catering to her demands, …..there’s something not quite right here i,m sure π²π, but I have put out notices to see if Madame has a home or we are indeed stuck with each other for the foreseeable future, she is I must admit brightening up my otherwise dull days though…. Take care all and I will let you know of my new house guests status….β€β€ππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππ
