It is another long, dark, and windy day today (just by way of a change) and my husband and I decide we will go on a different route for our daily walk and walk along the River Adur in the hope of spotting our well-known local Otter.
There are a couple of stiles to climb over but done carefully they are accessible for us both. It was so peaceful and quiet. All you could hear were the birds and the wind and without a soul in sight we both felt secure and safe.
It was not long before we realized we had been walking for quite a while, so I got my phone out to see which was the shortest route back to our house. It was sending us back a different way to the one we had just done, and it said the shortest route was another 20 minutes. I then began to wonder if I could make it, but I had no option we just had to keep on. We seemed to ‘hit the wall’ as they say, not far from our house but it felt like it was miles away.
When we finally got home, I looked to see how many steps we had walked, and it said 6500! And, although at first, I felt quite elated at my achievement it was not long before the pain really started to manifest its ugly head.
The walk had well and truly knock me sideways and left me needing constant rest for quite a few days and with some extremely painful and restful nights. On one of those nights, I wandered around upstairs waiting for the pain killers to kick in and decided I would look to see if there was any activity outside in the dark. Our house is opposite never-ending fields so I thought that would mean lots of activity at night but all I saw was a big black cat sitting on my neighbors fence ready to jump on its prey.
The next morning the cat had very kindly left its kill right outside our front door, a little field mouse which I am sure must be a regular find for that cat.
I am still missing my granddaughter lots, but we manage a weekly walk with her and my daughter, all masked up and keeping our distance but at least I can see her for real. She has just started saying Nana now which pulls at my heart strings every time she says it. I just cannot wait to be able to give her and my daughter the biggest of hugs. We have also found out that she is going to have a sister in July which is something we are really looking forward to.
My twin sister also had her vaccination on the same day and at a similar time but up North which we thought was quite comical, but it was a bit of a blessing as we both reacted quite badly from the injection which only lasted a couple of days but at least we could compare our symptoms. We just cannot wait to get the second one done in May.
I have not done my usual amount of crafting this month with my back playing up so much, but I have managed some cross stitch and baking. A constant excuse to pop over to my children with some goodies for them to eat and for me to see them in person, even from a distance.