24 May 2013
after the rain
Now I'm home, wrapped up in a woolly, I realise that it has actually been quite a busy week. Hastings at the weekend for paintings and drawings at the elegant Jerwood, and later fish and chips; preparing for the WI AGM on Tuesday; sewing, yoga and pattern cutting classes on Wednesday; coffee and a quick trip around the Estuary exhibition at the Museum of London in Docklands today. So, tetchy and tired this evening, we called the boy and went out for supper, crossed over the bridge to the restaurant and noticed that the nest was empty.
Walking home over the canal, we passed the barges with their smoky chimneys. The path through the park smelt of damp and fox, the trees were full of birdsong, the air was cool and clear and clean. Outside the pavilion overlooking the small lake, a group of young women were spinning and swaying hula hoops in the half light.
There must be a family of swans out there somewhere too.