Erratic with pistaciio-coloured lichens I wandered, erratic on Scout Scar. There was no route. A cloud, mizzly day . The inspiration was a sharing of our stories with two young women I met. 'You feel better for being here, even when it's raining.' We agreed. There were few folk abroad today, so we felt ourselves to be hardy. The dedicated We tell more about ourselves in these bizarre times, how we are faring. We wish each other well. ' Seen two red kites this morning,' a woman tells me. More of us are looking about us, listening to bridsong. Skylark singing .
'LIttle chats are helpful, aren't they?' It's the camaraderie we find comforting. I realise that many young people live alone these day, so Stay -at- Home disrupts their lives, leaves so many isolated. We wish we could go further but we''re doing as we#re asked. And there's much to discover, the local wildliffe and not only neighbours we know but those we somehow have not met.
I've been set a challenge to count the erratics on Scout Scar. And I'have adapted it. So here's one entirely new to me and close to my route home. How could I have missed it? It lies surrounded by dense blackthorn shrubs, hidden from view. It's striking because of its size. And it's patterned with pistachio -coloured lichens. It's large enough for a pic-nic table.
I tell Kristina to listen for the cuckoo who should be returning here any time soon. His coming is a Rite of Spring, so I hope he's on his way.
I've been set a challenge to count the erratics on Scout Scar. And I'have adapted it. So here's one entirely new to me and close to my route home. How could I have missed it? It lies surrounded by dense blackthorn shrubs, hidden from view. It's striking because of its size. And it's patterned with pistachio -coloured lichens. It's large enough for a pic-nic table.
I tell Kristina to listen for the cuckoo who should be returning here any time soon. His coming is a Rite of Spring, so I hope he's on his way.
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