Whispering Grass

We decided to have a field trip to Skegness today as it was way too nice to stay in.
The beach road was deserted, and we had the windows open so that a gentle breeze cooled us as we travelled. Maggie was quite content in the back with her head in and out of the window.
It wasn’t early or late, but unusual for no traffic to be present in either direction. It was as if we were in some kind of time warp.
Even the golf course was empty, unheard of on a sunny day such as this. At least ten people would normally be teeing off or looking for their ball, and it was definitely too early for a round at the 19th hole!
There were a few pigeons and a single magpie on posts on the way, and half a dozen cows  lying down in their field as they lazily chewed the cud.

We hit heavy traffic about three miles out of town, had some stupid boy racer overtake us at the lights only to get caught at the next set (haha), then turned off onto the back roads to get where we wanted to go.

We did a little bit of shopping in the supermarket which sells Maggie’s food at a realistic price of £5.50 a bag instead of £7.98 (so I got 2) and they also had a special offer on her favourite biscuits, so I got two of those as well.
We were lucky to find a car parking space on the High Street, and unloading Maggie went up to Subway for some lunch. Again, despite the holidaymaker crowds, we were able to get a seat outside. The A Team were on duty today as they had an excellent system going and despite people queueing, no-one had to wait more than a few minutes before placing their order and not much longer to receive it.

The trip back was totally different, there now being a lot of traffic on the beach road with the golf course full of buggies, caddies and ball searchers.
We had a flock of swallows ** riding pillion with us for over two miles, ducking and diving in front, alongside, across and behind us. They are so damn quick!
The wind was whispering through the marsh grass bordering the road, such a calming and refreshing sound as we passed.

No cooking for me today, and the beans I picked this morning have been frozen down.
I also picked our first tomatoes, so once I have a few more, I shall be making a pasta dish and see if that’s something else we can add to Hubby’s “Can Have” list as they are home-grown. We seem to be making good progress there at the moment.

** Did you know that the collective noun for swallows can be a kettle, flight, gulp, herd, swoop or richness (source)

About pensitivity101

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! We have recently lost our beloved dog 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, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. 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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2 Responses to Whispering Grass

  1. Sounds like a lovely day!

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