Today has been my six weekly physiotherapy day and I have returned very tired. It is always a gruelling session as she works on the various joints she knows intimately by now. But she definitely keeps me mobile - well as mobile as I shall ever be at my age.
Although I was tired I came back determined to finish clearing and reorganising my wardrobes. I have just hung the last lot of winter things on the clothes line and all summer clothing is now hung neatly in the wardrobe. I do this every year and for a time at least it all stays that way. And it does give me a chance to assess just what things I need, if any.
And, true to form, the weather here is very much cooler today. There is a sharpish Easterly blowing straight in from the North sea. Anyone on holiday and making sandcastles on the beach at Scarborough will need winter woollies on.
Looking out of the window of my computer room I see the ash tree in the field and there is not yet a single leaf on it - it is still bare and wintry. Now I need an oak tree for comparison so that we can make a stab at what the summer will be like from the old rhyme - 'if the ash before the oak, then we're in for just a splash. But if the oak before the ash then we're in for quite soak'. This predicts what summer will be like (in theory). I hope I have it right way round - not that it actually makes a lot of difference either way where these old rhymes are concerned.
In spite of my aching muscles I now need to take Tess for one last walk round before I shut everywhere up for the evening. I shall certainly need a coat on - the sun might be shining but it is no longer warm.