Wednesday, 12 January 2011
A wet and wintry walk.
The drugs that I now have to take are notorious for causing depression apparently and today I do feel a little low. Determind not to let it get the better of me I decide after lunch that Tess and I will go for a walk. It is a dismal, grey day, although much warmer "into double figures" the weather man said yesterday, as though this was a miraculous happening.
Not only is it dismal and grey it is also very wet underfoot. Great muddy puddles in all the gateways and the possibility that unthawed ice lurks in the bottom of some of them. Tess doesn't seem to notice as we tramp across the fields to see friends in our nearest village.
We pass two little woods on the way - I have photographed both of them for you. How dark and wintry they look, without the least sign of Spring yet. And the beck, which flows close to both of them, is very full.
Joy of joys, the friends are in. Coincidentally, they have just called to see me only to find me out! I bring them eggs from my hens and they bring me a welcome cup of coffee. The farmer had seen them and told them I was on my way.
We have a lovely chat for an hour and a half, Tess lying on sheets of newspaper as she is pretty-well covered in mud. Then we set off back, refusing their kind offer of a ride round by the road.
We know which bits of the fields to avoid on our return journey, where the driest spots are and where one's wellies can easily get stuck in the mud, so the return journey is much easier. A sudden sound causes me to look up - a huge skein of geese is passing over - maybe sixty or so, chatting as they go and flying North. The farmer always says that geese flying North in winter is a sign of a few days warm weather to come, so let's all make the most of it.
Paul Simons Weathereye in the Times today talks of activity in the stratosphere over the Arctic and suggests it might cause another spell of wintry weather - oh dear. Apparently a sign that it is coming our way will be very spectacular sunsets in advance, so much as I love pretty sunsets I am hoping they never arrive.
today's aros: geese flying North predict a spell of warm weather.