This is what Sunday morning looks like
Sitting in the 'snug' eating kippers and bread and butter for breakfast with a cup of scalding hot tea and the Sunday papers. Listening to Sunday morning Love Songs on the radio - 'How Deep is Your Love' by the BeeGees is playing and I sing along.
After reading my book in the bath for half an hour (a guilty pleasure) - I venture out on my bicycle. The wind is stronger than I expected, more than just a summer breeze. I have to push the pedals hard and try not to wobble as the wind gusts and pushes me sideways.
The roadside verges have all gone to seed - the grasses wave silver and gold as I pass.
I notice the fields of corn will soon be ready for harvesting
I cycle on and feel a sprinkling of rain.
I stop and reach for the waterproof in my bicycle basket
and turn for home.
When I walk in Jennifer Warnes is singing
'I Had The Time of my Life' on the radio.
I didn't exactly have the time of my life but it was nice to be out and about, pedalling along,
feeling the wind in my hair, peering over hedgerows and saying hello
to the sheep as I passed.
The open road is somehow different on a bicycle - I enjoy walking but cycling has always been my favourite way to get around - there is a feeling of complete freedom about it.
Watching a bit of ducking and diving in the lake.
Later the sun came out again and I harvested soft fruit from my garden
a very satisfying pastime.
So there you have it - how I spent my Sunday - well, some of it; not including making lunch and dinner, watering the garden, more reading, washing the dishes, watching a film on tv, writing in my journal, visiting a few blogs etc. Amazing just what you can pack into a day isn't it.