The Rain On Your Face

 I’m doing a few single nights with breaks in between.

This fucks with my body clock something dreadful and whereas I can usually sleep well, long and hard when I need to recently I’ve been left fidgety and restless.

There is a remedy for this, especially if it threatening light rain

And that is to lie down in the field for a while.

Now if I had a private garden, I good stretch out on the wet lawn would suffice ,

But as my garden is overlooked by anyone walking down the lane

I’d cause a bit of a stir, lying there like a corpse .

No the privacy of the field is ideal.

Yesterday I had a lie down just as it started to rain lightly.

It was 1pm and the dogs had been walked and returned to bed

I flopped down heavily

Face to the sky

Bum on flattened long grass and ragwort , a plant which needs to be removed before the ponies arrive back.

The trick is to lie there until you feel refreshed but before you feel chilled by the rain.

It didn’t  take long, and I almost fell asleep before opening my eyes to the grey clouds scuttling across the sky and the three caw warning calls of a crow in the Churchyard.

I didn’t bother to towel dry.

I just crawled back into bed next to Dorothy who rolled over with a piggy fart

And slept the rest of the day until six