Such a warm benign day for picking up the reins again....could still be June. After the ravages of Storm Amy (the "first named storm of the season" as they like to say) today has been warm (20 degrees and counting), still and sunny, blue sky and white clouds. The birds have emerged again having presumably survived the storm by hunkering down: playful crows dancing across the fields, swirls of starlings and a buzzard floating lazily overhead searching for supper.
Since the last post there have been festivals, catching up with family, working, much driving up and down, some walks (of which more in a bit), celebrations, parties and the arrival of a new member of the clan: welcome to Ursula who arrived without too much drama just 9 days ago.
One thing that has become clear over the last few weeks is that the old dogs are no longer up to long walks round the woods or up mountains. They could both sleep for Scotland, at home or in the back of the car, they don`t seem to mind, as long as they`ve had gentle trots up onto our back field and have been fed. Thus it is that, left in charge of the homestead for the last couple of weeks, I have accompanied them on their regular ambles across the fields and, Storm Amy notwithstanding, it has been mostly a gentle way to spend half an hour or so two or three times a day.
Indeed tonight, making the most of the ever shortening days and after a brief rain shower, it was almost magical. The sky turned dramatically gold and black and red and it was still very warm, humid in fact thanks to the rain.
Tomorrow it`s an early start for a long day at work so the "amble" might have to be a bit smarter in the morning but if it stays like this we`ll have time for another evening wander.
Meanwhile I`ve got to start reconciling myself to longer more strenuous walks unaccompanied which will feel very strange.
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