has been by far the warmest day this year in this little piece of
paradise: 20℃ and hardly a breath of wind and no midges!
woke at 0420 and was astonished to hear something I've rarely heard
before here in Eagleton: a dawn chorus. I accept that it was fairly
limited but there was a blackbird and quite a few other songbirds
welcoming the new day.
and Dave took my car and me into town this morning. Then they dropped
me at The Woodlands whilst they took Briagha for a walk in the Lews
Castle Grounds before joining me for a coffee.
Photo by Dave of Briagha in the Harbour
was so warm and wonderful this afternoon I decided to start planting
seeds in pots to put in the mini greenhouse propagator. I'd not got far
when Gaz and Carol turned up. Gaz fresh from his 81 mile Caledonian
Etape cycle race yesterday in the Pitlochry area of the Highlands where
he had come in the top 12% with a time of 4:06:12. He raised a very
respectable sum for the Marie Curie Cancer Foundation in memory of his
brother Andrew who died of the disease 10 years ago.
sat outside in the warmth unable to believe our good fortune and musing
on summers past and what this summer might be like. More 20 degree days
would be very welcome. We saw a Cuckoo being chased by some smaller
birds and then heard it calling for the rest of the afternoon. We drank
in the Skylarks singing their hearts out.
three weeks since I had my knee replaced. It's doing very well indeed.
The exercises are quite demanding but I don't need (but do use when
outside) a walking stick and I'm off all pain killers. The knee is
healing and therefore tightening so it's exceptionally important that
the exercises are done properly and frequently
We may be apart but when I look at the sky and remember that we are standing on the same earth, looking at the same moon, somehow you don't seem so far away after all.
Life isn't about dawdling to the grave, arriving safely in an attractive, wrinkle-free body but rather an adventure that ends skidding in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, totally worn out, screaming "Yee-ha. What a ride!!"
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass… It’s about learning to dance in the rain. (With thanks to shabby girl ofA Travelling Fish)
But what are plans other than more restrictions? (With thanks to Pauline)
Feeling young is fabulous but growing old is a blessing!!! (A comment on this blog by Jaz who used to writeTreacy Travels.)
The trick to pushing 70, GB, is to push back -- hard!!! (A comment by Carol aka Canadian Chickadee who comments but does not blog)
Having lived the majority of my life in the Hebrides where my heart is, I feel I can now call myself a Hebridean. For nine years I lived half my life in New Zealand: a country I love. It was an honour being a part time Kiwi.
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