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A Soft Day

My grandmother, and mother would have called today ‘A Soft Day’ It’s been raining on and off all day, more of a drizzle than showers.  The wind has died down, the temperature has dropped but it is not cold.  The sun is hidden behind the low clouds.  If you listen carefully you can hear birds singing.  Not the vibrant songs of last week, just the calls to one another. A solitary cat walks into my garden, no longer looking for shade.

As a youngster on holiday in Ireland, we would often experience ‘A Soft Day’  I would spend the day sitting at the front door of my grandparents cottage, on the little step (my grandparents lived in identical cottages’ sometimes reading the latest Enid Blyton book I had purchased in Woolworths in Clonmel (paying the taxes that bumped up the price by 6d) as I had read all the books I had brought with me.  Or filling in countless notebooks with short stories about children who climbed over the dry stone walls and met up with Leprechauns, Banshees and Pookas.

It was on days like this I could let my imagination run wild!

Funnily enough, today I have found my self sitting in the shelter of the doorway to my house, as soft rain quietly falls around me, wondering what could be behind the moss covered stone wall – letting my imagination run and jump wildly in the air. Maybe I will go and have a look!






I found an old diary from 1991 – I can’t believe what I was doing at the time was so long ago! Makes me feel really old.  Makes me think about the diary I am keeping now, perhaps a little editing or censoring is required, just incase someone else reads it. (my handwritten diary is for my eyes only)  Funnily enough I also found a piece of paper in and old book (as a bookmark) and it described my feelings as a teenager waiting for corrective eye surgery in the 70’s  I guess that’s when I began to keep a regular (ish) type of diary.  I use a reporter’s notebook rather than a traditional diary but ensure I make a note of the date etc. 

I am lucky in as much as I have nearly achieved what I had wanted to do (at the time) also I have been luckily enough to achieve somethings I thought were ‘Pie in the Sky’ at the time.  Makes me realize that don’t aim for the Moon if you really want Mars, but also accept that reaching the Moon is still pretty good! 

Right now perhaps I will try another ‘planet’ or two to aim for.