What a beautiful day it's been - cold, but really sunny. The sun illuminating patterns on the ice, the temperature hasn't gone above 2 celsius but what a lovely day for a walk. Snow and bad weather were predicted, so it was time to get out into the sunshine before the skies turned grey.
Boo and I strolled past the church
upto the set aside field where the sun was strong and the shadows were long.
We'd been told the snow would fall.....but it didn't....so I walked some more....
Past the sheep all in lamb, waiting for their time to give birth.
But it wasn't just the snow I was waiting for. I was waiting for a phone call .Some good news....about an event I and some others knew was imminent, but the person at the centre of the story was completely unaware of what was going to happen.
I didn't know what time I would get this news....for hours I kept looking at my mobile phone, willing it to ring. And when it did, I couldn't stop grinning.
It's not my story to tell though , so I can't say more...not yet.Perhaps in a day or two.
But even though the snowy skies were gathering at the back of the cottage
I couldn't stop thinking about and singing this song to myself......a track from Bruce Springsteen "Waiting on a sunny day" from his gig at Hyde Park a few years back.