After a stormy night courtesy of the tail end of Bella, the day is bright, sunny and extremely mild. The little bird table got blown over in the heavy winds, but other than that we could see no damage this morning.
I braved the scales and as expected have had more than a sock gain this week, more like a suit of armour or at best a Hazmat suit. This takes me well out of target and gives me a major challenge for the next seven days in getting back to ‘normal’ eating habits.
I’ve checked the dates on all the cakes, chocolate and other goodies that had been squirrelled away or given as gifts, and they stretch to July and August so there’s no stuffing-of-face rush. I shall also not have to buy any biscuits whatsoever until at least April as I found another drawer full of them that I’d forgotten I’d bought ‘For Christmas.’
I’ve checked the SW bible weigh in page and a couple of entries on my blog in years past, and although an expected gain Christmas week, I had applied myself properly and lost that plus a bit more, so there is hope!
We’ve had a lovely walk this morning, taking a couple of slices of bread to feed the ducks. We were worried about Geraldine as last time she didn’t seem interested at all, so today we crumbed the slices into very small pieces to feed as many as possible and finally she got the idea. Once she had, she was a gutty little git and barged everyone out of the way!
There were a lot of people out this morning, many without dogs, so social distancing became a game of tag and waiting in the sidelines. We walked up onto the prom and became fascinated by a trail in the sand. It was like a very narrow groove as it weaved and wound its way along then would suddenly stop. There were no bird footprints, or evidence of anything being dragged, and it was too regular to be something that had been blown in the wind.
We got a couple of odd looks and someone stopped to watch us, so I explained what we were looking at. The guy said ‘Oh, the things we miss or take for granted,’ and walked away with a shrug, probably thinking we’d be let out of the asylum for the day unsupervised.
These trails were apparent over several areas and in different directions, Just before we got to the end of the prom, we discovered what they were. Can you guess?
We walked along the back road and into the park, meeting up with Poppy and her owner.
I got my puppy fix and then some, as did Hubby, and we came home.
Lunch today is the last of the leftovers and cold meat, plus a couple of sausages I’ve taken out of the freezer to pack out the plate.