I have been feeling under the weather for the last few weeks. Nothing serious, but enough to rob me of energy and to laugh in the face of plans I had made. I’ve been forced to slow down, which I almost never do and to spend time sitting still and (horrors!) even napping during the day. It hasn’t all been bad, I think the rest of the family had probably forgotten what I look like when I’m not a blur buzzing round doing things and Theo has found it a novelty to watch CBeebies with Mummy instead of on his own, but I am slowly coming out of the other side of it and ready to start doing stuff again.
And it’s funny how the phrase I picked to sum up the last few weeks was “under the weather”, because the springtime sunshine this weekend, has really felt like part of the cure. On Sunday morning we went to Stansted Park for a dog walk and marveled at the subtle, but definite changes to the landscape since we were last there in January and then in the afternoon we wandered across the fields near our house for a paddle in the sea.
I love standing on the shore on a sunny afternoon and listening to the sounds of the harbour, a dog barking across the water, the cry of curlews rippling through the air and the water slowly trickling through the rocks as the tide recedes.
There’s lots I should be doing this week, but I think I shall spend a chunk of my time in the cabin starting a new quilt, away from the phone and the postman and the daily distractions that bog us all down and I’ll try not to give up entirely on watching Cbeebies on the sofa with Theo by my side.
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