I’ve worked the last two nights so I’m back home properly today.
I have no news apart from the fact I’ve just booked my ticket to see the lisping choir in May
That’s the excitement of the day as The Archers has just disappointed with George Grundy’s heavy handed survival and me and the Welsh have just walked the length of the dark, almost frozen lane in the moonlight.
Mary now is wearing her multicoloured cardigan, her matching Christmas Jumper, a gift from Trendy Carol now washed and pressed alongside Roger’s.
Neither dog wanted to walking into the cold
A barn owl *, Huge and not totally silent loops over the field towards the ghost of the Church, unseen by the dogs who just want to return to the fireside. It swooped over my laburnum with the sound of silk curtains being quickly drawn and then around into the stable fields then back over us with its square head looking directly at us as we slowly headed for home.
It’s freezing
What joy to be able to look forward to your May trip to see your favorite choir in the world and won't they be singing some delightful music?!
ReplyDeleteWe have several species of owls here, including barn owls that are huge!
Hope you've recovered from those night shifts, perhaps with a G&T or two?
Hugs!
It’s a hard slog
DeleteAnother lovely moment, described and shared. Good to see you are moving forward w positive plans. [I have never seen or heard a barn owl, are they huge? We do have lovely white arctic snow owls some winters.]
ReplyDeleteOne step in front of another x
DeleteYou capture the mood and the atmosphere perfectly. I was walking along with you, enjoying the dark, the company and the barn owl, whilst looking forward to the warmth and comfort of your cottage.
ReplyDeleteYour social calendar is already starting to fill up. I've no doubt there are more treats to come! xx
Thank you my friend x
DeleteHow exciting to see a barn owl; I am very jealous! I have only once seen the kind we have here in Virginia, I think smaller than yours. My kids did see one in Scotland a couple summers ago now that I think about it. Anyway, hope you have more owl excitement in your future.
ReplyDeleteCeci
It was truly magnificent
DeleteThat is a wonderful description of a frosty evening dog walk - I am just about to venture out for ours; a bitterly cold day, even more bitterly cold wind - I live on a hillside with nothing behind me but high hills and moors, and sometimes the gale blowing up through my back garden is so strong I can barely open my front gate. At least three types of owl hunting in the fields on this bright clear night seeking supper. And snow is forecast. Typical January in operation! Brr!
ReplyDeleteHappy new year Betty xx
DeleteI thought they were going to take the opportunity to get rid of horrible George. Shame.
ReplyDeleteThere’s going to be a redemption arc
DeleteI remember walking Elsie in the early morning when I heard a noise approaching me from behind. I turned, thinking I would see a bicycle or something. There was nothing, but the noise continued. I was freaked out until I looked up and saw a heron flying low overhead.
ReplyDeleteNicely remembered x
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