Reposeful under the Sapphire sky.

On waking yesterday, I had pretty much already decided that it was more than time for me brave elements, and with it the great outdoors once again….In truth it’s been weeks since I have walked, Slowly slipping in hibernation mode, the warmth and allure of my soft fleece blankets, good books , endless weeks of rain only aided and abetted my indolence, ..it’s so easy to fall into that Patten, one day becomes two, a week, month, until your left looking out of a window, saying to yourself oh yes that’s what it looks like, fine done that and go about your business😁, both myself and Jesse are just a wee bit too fond of this, we have our comfort, each other for company peopling just seems like a trial really.

But if nothing else once I make my mind up to do a thing, it will be done, Drinking that mornings caffeine intake, dark strong exceptionally hot😁😁😁😁, I needed that boost of energy if I was to ever make it out the door,let alone walking.., . But before then I had to hunt down a pair of shoes suitable for the occasion…as I intimated earlier here in good old Blighty rain has been in somewhat ample supply, (ok being non stop from October really😁… So also in plentiful abundance you have Mudddd!!!!, Lots of mud,….Most of my trainers are nearly new, plus more suitable for sedate ladies partaking of light summer promenading😁, Not sloshing up to your ankles in mud puddles, muck and slush….can’t help it, never have been a lady….Eventually I knew there was nothing else for it, I won’t have to brave the bedroom cupboard cave, I thought if nothing else though the chill in there would acclimate me to outdoors, it having it’s own weather system.😁, as well as woman eating tarantulas, ok large spiders.

Head torch on, hoodie donned, it felt more like I was going cave diving, not braving the bloody cupboard😁, there’s nothing like a good rummage around in the dark is there?….after coming across several pairs of indoor slippers, two left feet fluffy lined crocs 🙄🤔, I finally hit the jackpot….muddy trainers….Muddy trainers I had long since forgotten about, conveniently hidden away in a bag from last year….hangs head in shame😔, perfect!, they were now dried of course, plus the dirt would either drop off while on my walk or get encased in a fresh coating, either way suited really….I left these outside the front door, silently hoping two of my pigeons would find them and build a large nest….couldn’t go out then could i🙄😁😁😁😁, But least wise, while out at the door looking up at the sky, the dark shaggy grey clouds had finally long gone, the sky now a beautiful Cerulean blue, even I couldn’t help but feel somewhat inspired….

Washed, dressed, and mud covered shoes upon my feet, it was too late to have a change of heart, grabbing Jesse in phone land, tucking him safe and warm in his crochet pouch we set off, I hadn’t gone that far, before feeling every muscle in my body, they protested, aching and burned, for want of long overdue exercise…I thanked the gods for my walking cane, which I now leant upon heavily, What was though to prove a more than pleasant surprise, the early morning air, not only fresh, but mild, the wintry bite on temporary pause. The heat of the sun warm and soothing on my tense muscles, despite the aches It felt good to be outdoors once more even briefly…

Renewal….

As I made my way down the length of the local alleyway between two rows of houses, I began to see certain signs of an early spring, Spears of delicate purple and ghostly white crocus poking bravely between clods of claggy mud and grass, the old wild grown plum tree, at the end of the pathway now awash with tiny white star shaped blossoms, Sulphur yellow daffodils nodding their sleepy bent trumpeted heads, Periwinkle, blue anemones, pink, red and purple Cyclamen almost sparkling with colour against the dark cool soil.. Birds not to be outdone were also full of Joy, hearing their clear crisp voices filling the air, a cacophony of sound to feast the ears upon,. Without knowledge, i slowed my pace, stopping every once in a while, smelling some blossom, running my hands over dew covered leaves, sprouting branches, and of course take those ubiquitous pictures, lotsa pictures…..

lack of exercise meant I soon found myself tiring all too easily, but I walked on anyway knowing for sure my bench was just up in front. I’ve spent many a half hour there, throughout the seasons…Today I was grateful for its sturdy presence, sitting letting the warm breeze flow gently over my skin, leaning back, closing my eyes a while the better to listen to the birdsong completely, As the sun shone upon my face I felt my batteries charge, my own personal solar panel refuelling, breathing deep clear air into my body…it’s strange how part of me loves the safety and sanctity of home, And yet more importantly, to refill, recharge, id go so far as to say even exist, I need to be outdoors amid nature, growing things, to feel the earth breathe beneath my bare feet, the sun on my skin, breeze in my hair…I maybe in my Autumn years, but at heart I will always be nature’s child, feral, wild and free.

whatever your up to this wet weekend, take care of you, enjoy time with those you love, but why not take a few minutes with a cuppa to spend amid the spring flowers….bye for now x 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼