Patterns of Time

February 2022

I find the relatively brief walk to the micro-crèche a welcome break in my day, just getting outside helps and the views of the snow-capped peaks are all kinds of wonderful too (more of which later). Then there are the little things, here is a dunnock, always strutting through the same territory, there shelters a black redstart, seemingly a little ahead of time, unless it has wintered here. The crows always fly overhead at dusk, heading for their roost, looking down on their namesake-cousin. It is good to get outside, to see and feel those first tingling inklings of spring.