I often start our day off, Monday, feeling low in spirits and today was no exception. Last year, Holy Week was the week when my father died, so I expect that has something to do with it.
Anyway, it’s great to have a day away from responsibility. We drove out of the big smoke and found ourselves a walk which began by a canal, then left it and climbed a hill where the rape is blossoming and the fields are spread with yellow. Intertwined with their stems are blue speedwell – a faint blur of colour below the golden rape.
Going down the hill and alongside a wood, I discovered the bluebells are in bloom – almost, not quite at that stage where they are a lake of colour beneath the trees.
By the time we fetched up at the car my low spirits had dissipated, and I was further cheered up with an excellent lunch at a nearby garden centre. We popped into a couple of big stores on our way home, where I found boxes to store my mother’s old letters, and we bought a present for Eldest Granddaughter who will be 6 at the end of April.
Hub is still recovering from his minor op, and we came home so he could rest. But it’s a great feeling, knowing I don’t have to cook a main meal this evening – I do not like cooking :no: I used to think that I should be more of a domestic goddess … but I got over it eventually! :))