I see there is some blue sky now. I saw some when I woke up this morning, then it fled and we have had rain on and off all day. In a way it was helpful as I had admin tasks to attend to and I wasn’t tempted to cast them aside and go out. Now though I am getting that itchy feet feeling of having spent most of the day indoors. I think a short stroll after I’ve fed the garden cats. It was Celia’s birthday 26th April, mine 1st May. We were both lucky with the weather on our respective days. We were equally fortunate yesterday when we went for a favourite walk and were joined by my cousin Russell. It did drizzle a little during the afternoon in the Surrey Hills, most of the day we were warm and walking in sunshine. Lucky again for me as I didn’t have a waterproof.
We met at Guildford station, walked up the Mount to the cemetery where Lewis Carroll and my great grandmother are buried (not together, their graves are quite far apart) and realised it must have been the Sunday when the Orthodox Church celebrates Easter. We were too early to witness any of the service, but one year Celia and I were invited inside.
Fields spread in front of us. The acidic yellow of field of rapeseed stood out among the various shades of green. In the shaded woodlands there were still bluebells, and the hedgerows were full of wild flowers. Celia and I have done this same walk many times. It was nice not to need to study notes, not to wonder if we had taken a wrong turning, to be able to just enjoy it. We arrived at Watts Gallery in time for an early lunch.
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