Simple Pleasures

duckRooster Duck was in full vocal chorus this morning, as were the little family of moorhens strutting their stuff on the bank behind our berth. They are just so cute, all feet, and one of Nature’s miracles that they don’t forever fall over themselves.

moorhen chickHubby twisted his knee badly the other day and so it has been down to me to walk the dog. Not normally a problem, but we are compatible at the moment because my knee too is playing up and I am seeing the nurse at the surgery this afternoon (yep, it felt that bad yesterday I decided to make an appointment).

I got up and went into the bathroom to have my wash.
What a glorious pleasure it is to have hot water on tap.
hot waterWe had hot water of course in the cottage, but it would take an age to come through.
The plumbing was a mystery, as the water had to come from the hot tank in the kitchen, up into and across the dining room false ceiling, down along and behind the airing cupboard that wasn’t (storage we kept our linens in), then under the concrete floors in the back corridor and bathroom before reaching the sink. We would also get air in the pipes and every so often Hubby would use his specially made gizmo connection putting cold to hot and force the water the other way.
(…..I wonder how the new owners are getting on…….. do I care?………. er,  No)

Just as I was putting my socks on, it started to rain.
Terrific I thought, now I’m going to get wet, but by the time I was fully dressed it had stopped (somebody Up There likes me today).
It was surprisingly warm despite being overcast, and walking up to the ramp to the dog walk, one of the local cats had just alighted onto the pontoon and gave Maggie the evil eye, daring her to chase it.
I’m not a fan of cats, but don’t actually dislike them, and we have seen three here.
One is a huge white furball with a couple of black spots, another is sleek and completely black, and this one is a tiger tabby with the longest tail I have ever seen. It practically drags on the floor behind it, like some small child’s comforter blanket or toy.

pooh bearTwo rabbits were being playful on the bank, but Maggie took no heed, just went trotting off to do her business, sniffing each blade of grass to ascertain which was going to be the lucky one to be pee’d on (or worse, poo bags permanently in pocket).

The walk is lined with sycamore trees, and a noisy woodpecker was making its presence known.
green woodpeckerThere were also a lot of ducks in the Marina as I glanced down across the water, making their own mini wakes as they swam off to wherever ducks do at that time in the morning.
The swallows were also starting their day by dipping into the water to drink.
As Maggie skipped along towards the bench, I felt totally at peace with the world.
No-one else was up, just me, the dog, and Nature.

As I got back to the ramp, two swans flew directly over my head.
Such a wondrous sight in flight, but I don’t think they were the Marina pair, as they turned to fly up river disappearing behind the trees.

swansLife doesn’t get much better than this.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Simple Pleasures

  1. Tara R. says:

    I have wonky knees too (rheumatoid arthritis), so appreciate when they are painful. I hope yours are feeling better soon. I love the pix from your walk. The moorhens, with their big feet, look so comical. I guess all the better to swim with.

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