I shocked myself this morning by rising not long after five and being on the bike by quarter to six. The shock being that I have not been on the bike for weeks and the sun shining compelled me to get out there before the postmen get up. Naturally by the time I had propelled myself fifty yards the gray clouds began to gather. However the foliage along the old railway was abundant this morning. The picture does not give a decent shot of the colours to be found in these wild plants that lined the pathway. The warmer weather does make life so much better! However once I had spent half an hour on the bike, wandered around town to stop my knees stiffening I then had the joy of going back to bed!
Nothing much else happened.
How I endure such an active life I know not.
I did once again attempt to finish my speil on the local regiment during the Great War, once more I found myself rewriting it from the beginning. Scrawling things on here is one thing, writing something for folks to read is hard, especially when facts honestly given turn out to be wrong! Bah! It's hard being illiterate, whatever that means.
From here I can glimpse the red sky in the distance, too difficult to photograph from here, and find this sky curiously satisfying. What is it that makes the world around us so attractive and refreshing for the mind? The greens of the vegetation, the colours of the sky, the fragrance of flowers all make the day worth having, no mater what else is occurring. Lovely, whatever it is.
Hmmm, I seem to be in a good mood, I must read the 'Daily Mail' that will soon fix that!