On Wednesdays, our day off, I traditionally get up earlier than Julia and go downstairs with thoughts of making her breakfast. This thought never gets past the computer, as I can never resist using a bit of quiet time to write.
Today I sat down, checked emails, read and commented on a number of other posts and settled down to write this. They last ninety minutes seems to have gone in a blur and has covered polio, books, A A Milne, a famous England cricketer in the shower, academic redundancies, several poems, an article on whether Covid has killed our ability to socialise and an anecdote about bird feeding. Plus a few bits and pieces as I replied to comments on my own blog.
Though I always feel bad about not reading other blogs properly, I do find that time only stretches so far. I may have to stop watching so much TV. Quiz programmes are probably good as a way of keeping my brain active, but they do tend to blur into cookery (which isn’t so mind enhancing) and popular culture (which I am sure reduces my ability to think).
The sky outside my window is what Julia refers to as a “Simpson’s Sky” – bright blue with lots of cloud-shaped white clouds. If you have watched the cartoon you will know what I mean. They don’t have cirrus in The Simpsons.
This sort of sky, when accompanied by a lot of movement in the shrubbery and tree tops, and by temperatures cold enough to require heating in the house, is a clear indicator that it is one of those “brisk” spring days, rather than a day for picnics. However, as it’s considerably better than a a day with grey clouds and drizzle, I will accept it and allow it to raise my spirits.
Wow! I just noticed that it’s 11.00. Julia has made breakfast and I have been reading more blogs. I must get a grip on time.
I’ve been to Crowland, seeing it through the eyes of a visitor. I have written about Crowland several times. Four times, I think. My blogging life was about more than lockdown, bacon sandwiches and arthritis at one time. But time, as thy say, is a great wrecker.
I spend a lot of time on my blog but I also spend a lot of time photoing anything at all. Yesterday I went off looking for signs of Farming in and around Ballarat as requested and I had more fun than I expected. A lot of my facebook time depends on the actual time in different countries. Two weeks ago England was one hour different on the clock and the opposite am or pm. Now it is three hours different. So, for example it is now 11.30 am so in England it will be 2.30 in the morning. So my post for you must wait until tomorrow for you. Does any of that make sense.
I can hear the robin: https://youtu.be/B0asbGJbLKc
I really should fix the sound on the computer. 🙂
🙂 You probably know it anyway
That first photo of the coffin shaped stone structure is interesting. I have been trying to figure out what it is. Where did you find that? I agree, the robin photo is excellent.
It was sub-freezing here this morning, and stayed cold and cloudy all day.
It was in the grounds of Crowland Abbey and I assume it is a stone coffin. It’s something I’ve seen before but don’t know much about. Something else I don’t know enough about. 🙂
Thanks for the link! A stone coffin with a drain hole?
Not entirely sure about that. It may ahve been repurposed at some time.
Excellent robin picture.
I like to think of the time taken to read blogs as time well spent rather than time wasted. How else would I have learned about haibuns?
It’s not wasted time, it’s just time I have to organise better. I would know less about cycling, the New Forest, Maine, Oregon and several other things without blogging. And Covid in Brazil, which I had to look up tonight.
It is not a pretty picture there.
It does indeed take a lot of time to read and then comment on the posts of blogging friends. What a beautiful abbey.
The Fens are a fascinating place with an interesting history. If I had time I would study them further. Always time! 🙂
Yes, Time is very precious, especially as we age and have less energy.
Yes, that hits the nail on the head. I remember many conversations with my father about sleeping and couldn’t imagine how he found it difficult. I do now…
I have set up designated times to read blogs. It sounds ridiculous, but I only have so much time in the day, and their are things I both need and want to do
I am moving in that direction a I can easily get out of tghe habit if I give it a miss for a few days. Which become a week…