I think we have all had quite enough of the Winter this year, whichever side of the Atlantic we live on, so the fine, warm weather at last makes us all feel so much better. It needed to because I never got round to ordering my groceries on line this week because of a house full of friends and family. This meant that this afternoon I had to go to our Supermarket and shop. Various people said that it would be nice for me to look round and see a few different things. Well let me tell you one and all - it was not nice to look round, I didn't see anything I particularly wanted to buy and I hastened round and got back home as soon as possible. And I have no desire to repeat the experience - henceforth it will be on line ordering for me.
In the fields the farmer is whizzing up and down on his new fertiliser spreader. Field after field is being done and he is hoping to get it all done today, then he can tick another job off his very long list. Meanwhile he reports to me that the marsh marigolds are out on the beck and that the fields are full of those little miniature suns - the celandine - brought out by two or three days of sunshine.
Hopefully I shall get down to the beck tomorrow to photograph them - they are two of my favourite flowers.
In the Supermarket I met one or two very, very large young women - I would say they were clinically obese. They each had small children with them and they were all finding it difficult to move around because of their size. Their trolleys appeared to be full of the most unsuitable foods and I felt saddened that this kind of thing becomes a self-perpetuating life style for some young people. They were so obese that I felt sure they could not be happy with their size - all were I would guess under thirty. Am I making snap judgements here? Have I any right at all to judge? Who am I to dictate what anyone should or shouldn't eat? I really would be interested to know how you view people you meet who fall into this category.