Day 25 of the 100 day project
Today is a classic example of a British April day. This morning started sunny. Ian was going to Manchester to prepare elder son's garden for turfing. We had been intending to go and work together but the forecast was for rain and showers and I was pretty sure that my improving cold did not need a morning digging in the rain. So I stayed home and, contrary as an April day, the sun kept shining. I decided to walk down to the river as part of trying to reclaim my pre-winter fitness. It is easy to go down but a long old slog up and if I want to continue to climb hills I have to continue to climb hills. Over the garden gate the wind is blowing the sun and clouds about and the birds are singing. I walk down quickly, listening to birdsong, noticing the wood anenomes starring the sides of the path. At the bottom of the hill the highland cattle are out, drowsing in the sun. By the side of the river, still fast and full, the kingcups are sh...