On the way up to the cows, I look for the goldcrest in the little pine tree. He’s not there.
It’s a cold April afternoon. The sun is trapped behind some clouds. A pair of goldfinches swoop across the road: golden arrows.
The panther stalks ahead of me: his tail waving in the air. My whole physical and mental self protests against being out of the house and walking, but I know it will make me feel better. The fresh air will clear my head and there’s a great tit, on the telegraph wire.
A robin perches on the gate as we turn into the field where the cows live. Or where they will live once they arrive: can see that they’re not here yet.
It’s not a wasted walk though: all around me are signs of Spring: daffodils; bluebells; blackbirds carrying twigs that will become their nests.
And on the way back I bump into my new German Shepherd puppy friend out for her walk.
The attached photo is the fluffy monster this morning. Here’s today’s Spin outfit: