USA 2018 (2), Bedford NH. Tuesday 13th February. A quiet day on my own.
My body clock ensured that I got 5 hours’ sleep maximum, and I found myself exchanging Facebook messages with Geoff’s sister in the UK at our respective 3 am/8am. I stayed in bed reading (online newspapers and e-novel), dozing, and Facebooking until all but one resident had departed for work/school, and breakfasted at 8 pm. I spotted this from my bedroom window as I got up. (I realised later that therewas a bird feeder immediately above.)
Later, having strolled around the garden, while being very wary of solid ice patches, I went out for a lovely two-hour, 3 1/2 mile gentle there-and-back stroll in the neighbourhood.
The sun was melting frozen ice, and this particular bank had me mesmerised on the way out. It was a soundscape as much as a visual pleasure, as icicles came crashing down.
The ice bank once more held me in thrall on the way back, and the droplets falling in this three-second video made me think of tadpoles.
Family members started arriving home at 4 pm, and the catching-up chat that hadn’t been possible the day before took place, followed by a not-quite-so-early retirement to bed.