I have just returned from taking my dogs for a walk.
Why is he posting about that you may ask?
Well it is the first time I have been out with them after breaking two bones in my ankle rather badly seven weeks ago.
Although I am still using one stick I was delighted to be outdoors again. Up until now I have been ferried from hospital to home to work etc. I set out at 7.30am for a short walk and living on the North Downs I am lucky enough to be in open countryside within 50yds of my door.
The heavy frost of last night was still thick on the ground although the low winter sun has melted it in a few places. The sky was a brilliant blue and looking up I could see the usual crows, starlings and magpies above. I startled a green woodpecker along the edge of the wood and a little further on the bright plumage of a jay caught my eye. Rabbits bolted into the hedgerows, on spying the dogs.
The wood on the downs was alive with colour and the sun showed up myriad shades of brown, yellow, red and green too may to count.
The wind was in the north and burnt my nose and ears, but it was a feeling that made me feel alive and part of the cold landscape.
After a shortish walk, so as not to tax the ankle too much, I turned for home ready for a warm cup of tea and a bowl of porridge, but thankful and more appreciative of the area we live in.
Why is he posting about that you may ask?
Well it is the first time I have been out with them after breaking two bones in my ankle rather badly seven weeks ago.
Although I am still using one stick I was delighted to be outdoors again. Up until now I have been ferried from hospital to home to work etc. I set out at 7.30am for a short walk and living on the North Downs I am lucky enough to be in open countryside within 50yds of my door.
The heavy frost of last night was still thick on the ground although the low winter sun has melted it in a few places. The sky was a brilliant blue and looking up I could see the usual crows, starlings and magpies above. I startled a green woodpecker along the edge of the wood and a little further on the bright plumage of a jay caught my eye. Rabbits bolted into the hedgerows, on spying the dogs.
The wood on the downs was alive with colour and the sun showed up myriad shades of brown, yellow, red and green too may to count.
The wind was in the north and burnt my nose and ears, but it was a feeling that made me feel alive and part of the cold landscape.
After a shortish walk, so as not to tax the ankle too much, I turned for home ready for a warm cup of tea and a bowl of porridge, but thankful and more appreciative of the area we live in.
