Does anyone actually LIKE going to the Supermarket? I find it a necessary chore sometimes and I set out at 8.30am today to miss the crowd. Dull, misty morning - won't be much about.
How wrong I was. Before I got to the top of the lane I had had to slow down for a brown hare (my most favourite animal) and had seen a little owl sitting on a post.
I drove through our village and up on to what used to be the Richmond to Lancaster Turnpike Road. As soon as I turned the corner onto it, there is a dew pond on the left and there were fifty or so lapwings, standing like statues, all facing the same way, their feet in what is at present little more than a muddy puddle.
Further along the same stretch of road two curlews coasted across the road in front of me and landed in a damp field. They are a common bird round here, nesting in our fields and flocking in the winter - we sometimes see flocks of fifty or more - but only two today.
Almost immediately after that a great horde of mixed fieldfares and redwings swooped across from one tree to another. How I wish there would be a few waxwings with them!!
And then - the piece de resistance - in the silver birches on the grassy verge - a black cock, incongruously perched half way up a tree, presumably eating the shoots.
There was no view today - it is dull and misty - but on a usual run to Tesco there is the added advantage of the most fantastic view right across the Vale of York.
All that before ten in the morning - not bad for a seven mile journey to supermarket shop is it? Oh! and the shop was almost empty so I had a gentle walk round - and bought myself a bunch of roses to celebrate!