After all the hours spent indoors it was a real joy to get out at sunrise into the cool, clear air. We're officially allowed to go out once each day for exercise but, as an octogenarian, I find every other day is enough. And that depends on the weather!
|Beautiful sunrise, worth getting up early for (Click to enlarge)|
Robins, blackbirds and a pheasant were proclaiming their territorial rights, and I heard a chiff-chaff in the blackthorn. Approaching the top of Castle hill gorse was in full bloom and although the day hadn't yet warmed up I caught a faint whiff of its vanilla scent.
|Gorse in bloom|
In spite of it being so early there were people about. A girl out running gave me a smile and a wide berth. A family group were chattering away on Castle Hill and I caught a glimpse of the local poacher, but not his dogs. They must have been hunting.
|Victoria Tower and beacon, Castle Hill|
A lone gentleman waved as he passed at a safe distance. Everyone was cheerful for it was one of those mornings that lift the spirits and make it feel good to be alive. I pray for many more mornings like it until this dreadful virus has disappeared.