It’s fascinating listening to the calls of the birds as the dawn breaks. I’m no ‘tweeter’ but seem to recall from somewhere that you hear the birdsong in some sort of order. Certain birds begin the dawn chorus and gradually others join in. I’m not good at identifying many of the calls but maybe I…
My Ego
Is everyone the same I wonder – the night before embarking on a holiday for a few days. Awake – tossing – turning – seeking to convince yourself that you have everything in hand – have organised well and will not have forgotten anything. Sleep eludes you – or at least it did me last…
Morning Has Broken
I’m overcome with a sense of relief – at last – the hour has arrived when I can roll myself (literally!) out of bed and get ready for the day. Night hours seem so long – so unrelenting – as I toss and turn, every pain filled moment causing me to fluctuate between a longing…
Owl Watch In The Mornings
Never would I have even imagined that such an event would occur in my life, never mind occur on most successive days during the dark Autumnal mornings. It begins as I creep downstairs feeling my way, not wanting to turn on even the feeblest light, afraid that I might disturb these fantastic creatures and alert…
