At this time of year, I walk the dog in the dark every morning. My alarm is set for 6, sometimes snooze gets hit, but only once.
Often I wish for another 10, 20, 30 minutes (who doesn't). In my former life (OK, only a few months ago), I'd get up and exercise but now I have the school run to do at 7.45, so if I want a coffee before that, something has had to give! There were a few mornings last week when it was very cold (-5 at its lowest) and I crunched around the fields in the dark. From the fields I can hear the motorway, but I don't even notice it unless I actually think about the sounds around me. At this time of year, it's too early for the dawn chorus and the only other sounds are the dog's tags clinking together, my own breathing and my feet in the frost. When it's that cold, there are no clouds and so I can see some stars. Stargazing grounds me. If I let my mind wander, I think over thoughts that I need to let go. Watching the stars makes me feel small and yet significant at the same time. I am here now. I love the biting cold the same way that I love driving rain - I'm cocooned in my clothes, safe and warm. This is the illusion I create for myself until I get home and back to the reality of another day.
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