It is a long time since Tess and I walked down the Lane to Forty-Acre Wood. It is a mile each way and two miles is going it a bit for me these days. But yesterday I had a slight attack of the condition which stopped me driving for sixth months. I went immediately to the doctor and am to see the neurologist in about ten days but it is pretty depressing news. I thought the walk might help me to sort things out in my mind, and of course it has done so. Many people of my age have such awful illnesses to contend with, I should be grateful that it is something so slight, albeit a nuisance.
Returning from the two mile walk I was just about all in - as was Tess i think. But what a lovely walk it was, and a ten minute sit down has restored me to normal, whatever that is.
I started in the front garden and was amazed to find things still out.
Primroses, a rose (Dark Lady) and a Christmas Rose (helleborus niger), and the daffodils (tete-a-tete) were poking through the gravel - can't be bad.
One side of the Lane, Forty acre wood has all but disappeared. I do hope that in the Spring they might plant it up again because it looks so sad and deserted, The other side is as it has always been with a ride down to the pheasant huts.
Water is standing everywhere and the reflections in the pools are absolutely lovely. The gateways to every field have deep ruts filled with water. The sheep stand and watch us as we pass.
The beck is still very full and where there are wire fences across the debris caught in the fence shows just how high the water has been in our recent floods. We have now had several days without rain and some of the puddles have begun to drain, but the farmer says we need several months of dry weather for the land to become workable again.
On both sides of the Lane there were shooting parties at work, and Tess put up several cock pheasants hiding in the hedge. I do hope they escaped the carnage - they are far too beautiful to appear, featherless on the dining table in my view.
The temperature here today is eleven degrees Celsius, quite mild for January; the sky is fairly clear and there are glimpses of the sun now and then. We have to soak up every fine day whilst we get it, so that if/when 'real' Winter arrives we have something in reserve.
Enjoy the weekend.