Tag Archives: Sunshine

on time

red coat catches sun
crouched low in frosted reed bed
young fox waits, watches

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n.b. Seen from a train – a moment of joy.

CLP 11/03/2023

on time

grain spilt on roadside
train rushes past fresh cut corn
harvest dust clouds air

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n.b. It’s begun! Is this the best season of the year?

CLP 13/07/2022

On August

wasps sniff out sugar
hedges heavy with berries
thorns in our fingers

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CLP 25/08/2021

At the Exit

Clocks have changed to British Summer Time. The Sun has come out. A strong southerly wind brings warmth to Norfolk.

People are out and about, the sound of children playing in the local park competes with goldfinches, blackbirds, chaffinches and the blue and great tits. An otter has been seen in the Wensum nearby and a large seal has come up river from the sea to nose around the old wharfside.

Daffodils, primroses jostle for attention, bluebells are preparing to make an entrance.

A day to savour. Not the end of Lockdown 3, but a step towards another way of living.

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n.b. And I have just seen two bats spinning by my windows.

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CLP 29/03/2021

L3 (Day 49): In Shorts

Seventeen degrees

Out to the broad. Quick cup of tea

Sunshine on me knees.

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n.b. The warmth held until around 5 p.m. despite a strong breeze. See the striations in the late afternoon sky. A lot of wind for weather forecasters to talk about today: they talk a lot about the wind.

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CLP 24/02/2021

L3 (Day 48): In The Sun

I turned east-by-south-east toward the morning Sun and let its light pour onto my face.

With my essential shopping done and due to return indoors, I chose to stand, eyes closed, just for that moment to savour the un-closeted warmth. It was a good moment after all that has come before.

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CLP 23/02/2021

L3 (Day 46): Norfolk

Took a ride out in the sun, passing through Seething and cycled along Biggott Lane, Spong Lane and passing by Big Back Lane. Norfolk’s history writ in its place names.

Daffodils in full bloom, a deer startled, ran this way and that before switching fields by suddenly darting across the road and then disappearing through a line of oak trees. A herd of cows and their calves steaming in a huge barn. The smell of damp turf. The sound of a lawn mower. Cricket fields with sight screens waiting for the coming summer. A buzzard’s cry, a couple searching for a bullfinch through binoculars, woodpeckers knocking and more skylarks singing – always the skylarks.

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CLP 21/02/2021

Day 35

Cycling west along the coast road to the next village this morning took about half the time of any previous trip. The east wind pushed me along as I pedalled furiously to take full advantage.

It was thrilling to travel so fast without wind rushing in my ears, without battling to make progress. It reminded me of running with the wind on a yacht; no wind noise, just the bows cutting through the water. Today all I hear is the spinning of the chain, the tyres on the road and the sound of birds singing.

I return by climbing the rise to the heath at the top of the hill. This route back shields me from the easterly blow because the road is below the brow, is hedged and then runs through oak woodland until the summit of Bard Hill. From there home no pedalling required, just the brakes.

The bluebells are yet to feature under those oaks, but the little nubs of blue are forming in the clumps of shiny, leaves that sprout through the leaf litter. They are readying themselves to break out any day now. They are not alone in that.

Uninterrupted sunshine is forecast to be with us for the next few days. The temperature will be about average for this time of year, but the sunshine offers false hope of greater warmth. I am accepting of weather – it happens; its expectations that need managing.

Wireless connectivity problems shorten our conversation in the morning; weariness and appetite shorten it in the evening. All understandable and reasonable, as long as reserves of reason and understanding remain.

I am disappointed to miss a mid-afternoon call from my son. I was sitting outside having a cup of tea in the cosmetic sunlight.

Elsewhere, mother and baby, (and father) are doing fine.

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Christopher Perry

21st April, 2020

Wow!! Really?

Blamm!! Sun smashes in

Curtains warm, eyes squint, smiles

Windows need cleaning

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n.b. A morning to enjoy the light and warmth of sun on skin. The windows will look fine at bedtime.

n.n.b. How to suck joy from the day…just did my morning push ups and noticed the carpet needs cleaning too.

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CLP 26/02/2020