More lockdown rambles

I won’t comment on last week’s events in Washington DC, or the subsequent craven behaviour by those who supported them. Neither shall I mention the worsening Covid crisis here in the UK. We’re now in our third lockdown as cases surge alarmingly.

All we can do, me and Mrs TD, is to go for our daily country walks, tune in to nature, and get through each day. I have managed to read most of Elizabeth Taylor’s early novel A View from the Harbour, so should be posting on that soon.

Meadows in shadow at noon

Meadows in shadow at noon

The weather finally brightened last week: cold and frosty, but this was because of the clear sky overnight. Daytime was therefore crisp, sunny and beautiful. Even though the sun barely struggled above the horizon at noon. Long shadows were cast by the trees at the edge of this local meadow.

That was at the end of the walk that day. Earlier I looked over the hedge beside the lane I walked along, Sunny scene with birdtowards the north and the wind turbines by the A30 – the main road linking Cornwall with the rest of the country, just beyond the horizon in this shot.

The turbines are barely visible in my picture – but a passing crow managed to photo-bomb it.

A little further along from this scene the lane turns sharply left and drops down into the deep Kenwyn river valley. Here are a couple of pictures of this downward-sloping lane, the first taken (and posted here) last May, the second from my walk last week:

Lane with cowparsleyCountry lane, winter

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Earlier this week, as we walked down another local lane, we spotted our first wild daffodils (I included a picture of some cultivated ones at Epiphany House in my post a week or so back) atop a hedgerow.  Early daffodils

 

This week has been warmer – no frost – but very murky, with a misty rain rippling across the countryside.

Here’s a glimpse of the contrast with last week’s conditions: Misty rain

 

 

 

Mrs TD went for her walk today alone as I wanted to write this post. As I was drafting it, she texted me this picture below. I’ve featured these local peacocks several times since the rural rambles became so regular during the Covid restrictions.

This is the first time they’ve been seen together as a group of three. She said there was a fourth one standing ostentatiously on top of his favourite shed roof.

We haven’t heard them screeching, though, since the summer. We’ve spotted the occasional one in recent weeks, moping about this area, all alone, but resolutely silent. Why don’t they screech in winter? Are they sulking?

 

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16 thoughts on “More lockdown rambles

  1. I’ve said it before, but you do live in a lovely part of the country, Simon! And having those walks available must be a real consolation. The world *is* pretty mad at the moment (American is unbelievable, as is our so-called Government) so I try to keep detached from it – too much of this kind of reality is bad for the mental health I fear. But those wild daffodils are lovely to see – I’m ready for spring!

  2. You really live in a lovely area.

    We’re all ready for spring now, aren’t we? Here, it feels like it’s been grey skies, rain and mist for ages. I can’t wait for days to be longer and brighter.

    I’m still working from home, with an allowance of two days per month in the office, due to COVID restrictions. I’ve been married for twenty years and I’ve never had so many coffee breaks and lunches with my husband, who also works remotedly. 🙂

    Thankfully, we have books to get away from the madness we hear in the news.

    • Emma: yes, it’s a good place to be locked down in. Nature is a great consolation. I always love those first signs of spring. I’ve been married to Mrs TD for 25 years – we had to cancel our anniversary party in July. The news gets more depressing every day – not just the pandemic, but in politics. Books do help, but I find it hard to concentrate while so preoccupied- we’ve never watched so much tv. Developed a taste for Scandinavian noir…

  3. Wah, don’t talk about spring! We (or at least I) down under don’t want to think about winter yet. Let us keep the illusion of warmth and cheeriness for a bit longer yet.

    My reading went down last year, but for complex reasons of which COVID-19 was a very small part.

  4. I love the peacocks! And your walks in general. I’m really missing the SW – I am aching to see Penzance’s new prom arrangements, for a start! Reading Homesick didn’t help, although it did make me feel guilty about renting a holiday cottage when we come down!

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