Edited by Gill Burrell, Monday, 24 June 2024, 09:31
This weekend was so very different from last weekend, because last weekend it had been warm and busy. This weekend on the other hand was much cooler and more quieter in the neighbourhood. There didn't seem to be that many people about either in the street. or outside in the gardens today.
I took my son for a walk and there was hardly any children playing in the park. Then I realised it is because this is the last weekend before the school term starts again , many families may have gone out to the local beach just a few miles away.
We were able to slowly walk around the quiet park, to sit at the picnic tables under the trees and to eat our sandwiches , while looking up at the lovely ancient trees blowing in the wind. We drank a cup of hot tea from the flask and ate some biscuits.
There was only one family on the very far side of the park. They were busy trying to fly a kite, they eventually managed to get the kite successfully up into the air at last. It was a beautiful brightly coloured kite it was flying well, very high, and doing loop the loops in the air.
We watched for a while as the kite swooped and dived. The wind dropped and the kite plummeted down to earth. The family waited until another gust of wind took hold of it again then the kite was able to soar up into the sky once more, this time the kite stayed up there for much longer!
My son and I then walked the footpath back around the field, then past the cemetery, and up the small hill leading back into the village. We walk past the market place then church street then back home.
It was quiet in the street and gardens around where we live, so I sat quietly on the bench in the back garden, overlooking the green lawn. I admired the wild flowers near the lawn and ferns growing in the border. Sitting out here in the garden I was able to read and to enjoy the peace and tranquility in the green space of the garden.
I enjoyed watching the birds landing on the bird table and on the birdbath, further along the end of the wild border. The cat was fast asleep on the bench next to me and was oblivious to any kind of bird activity! The wood behind me at the side of the house was also full of birds chirping cheerily.
I could hear the little fountain running gently nearby, the next door neighbours wind chimes were tinkling in the wind. I could see the wild flowers growing in the border to the left side of the gatden, and I could smell the roses in the rose garden just near the porch by the door. What a wonderful cool quiet Saturday it had been!
A Cool Quiet Saturday!
This weekend was so very different from last weekend, because last weekend it had been warm and busy. This weekend on the other hand was much cooler and more quieter in the neighbourhood. There didn't seem to be that many people about either in the street. or outside in the gardens today.
I took my son for a walk and there was hardly any children playing in the park. Then I realised it is because this is the last weekend before the school term starts again , many families may have gone out to the local beach just a few miles away.
We were able to slowly walk around the quiet park, to sit at the picnic tables under the trees and to eat our sandwiches , while looking up at the lovely ancient trees blowing in the wind. We drank a cup of hot tea from the flask and ate some biscuits.
There was only one family on the very far side of the park. They were busy trying to fly a kite, they eventually managed to get the kite successfully up into the air at last. It was a beautiful brightly coloured kite it was flying well, very high, and doing loop the loops in the air.
We watched for a while as the kite swooped and dived. The wind dropped and the kite plummeted down to earth. The family waited until another gust of wind took hold of it again then the kite was able to soar up into the sky once more, this time the kite stayed up there for much longer!
My son and I then walked the footpath back around the field, then past the cemetery, and up the small hill leading back into the village. We walk past the market place then church street then back home.
It was quiet in the street and gardens around where we live, so I sat quietly on the bench in the back garden, overlooking the green lawn. I admired the wild flowers near the lawn and ferns growing in the border.
Sitting out here in the garden I was able to read and to enjoy the peace and tranquility in the green space of the garden.
I enjoyed watching the birds landing on the bird table and on the birdbath, further along the end of the wild border. The cat was fast asleep on the bench next to me and was oblivious to any kind of bird activity!
The wood behind me at the side of the house was also full of birds chirping cheerily.
I could hear the little fountain running gently nearby, the next door neighbours wind chimes were tinkling in the wind. I could see the wild flowers growing in the border to the left side of the gatden, and I could smell the roses in the rose garden just near the porch by the door.
What a wonderful cool quiet Saturday it had been!