8 am on Sunday, J and I wrapped up in multiple woolly layers and ventured out into the freezing cold clarity of the early morning. It was quiet, still, bright, icy cold. Actually, I remember now, it wasn't quiet at all as the geese were honking up a storm and filling the stillness with their boisterous noise. But yes, there was stillness, and only a few other souls walking dogs as the sun spread gently over the landscape.
It was very, very unusual for us to be walking as Two. No Little People adding their noise and energy to the landscape. They had spent the night with Grandparents, allowing J and I a rare Saturday night out (a 40th birthday bash in a posh French restaurant with a lovely gathering of reassuringly un-posh folks) and then a rare morning of togetherness. We had planned to lie around in bed, drinking huge mugs of tea, chatting and reading, but the glimpse of crystal clear sky and frosty hills changed our minds.
It was such a fabulous decision, to seize the moment, defrost the car and head out for a short stroll around the half-frozen reservoir. This familiar walk of ours was incredibly beautiful on Sunday, the colours of the frosty midwinter landscape bathed in golden sunlight really made my heart squeeze. Hooray for nature and well behaved seasonal weather and precious snippets of child free time!
ps aww thanks for all the unexpected Birthday wishes for both myself and J, but the birthday bash wasn't for either of us....it was a friend of ours who turned 40, and just for the record I'm 46 and celebrate my Birthday in October!!! x