Strange and challenging times

If ever we needed a hug to reassure us and keep us together it’s now. But with Self-Isolation and Social Distancing we have to either skirt around our friends and neighbours as we pass them on our ration of one trip outdoors a day or we have to avoid them all together for risk of passing this highly contagious virus on to the vulnerable. I have been through a period of self-isolation for a few years now, locking myself away behind a cheery smile and a wave. Not allowing anyone in for fear of exposing my darkest thoughts and regrets. But the thing that’s always helped me through it, has been a salve to my soul, has been my walks around the wilder parts of the village. Watching the seasons unfold, the wildlife come and go, losing myself in the moment as my thoughts pass like clouds in the sky. For me Spring is the best time of the year – the days are getting longer, the haze of green that fuzzes the edges of the hedgerows, the dawn and dusk chorus that builds from February to May – drowning out all other sounds of everyday life. We’re in the first week of lockdown and what a week it has been so far. Beautiful sunny days which have helped take the edge off of the fear and worry that is obviously building. Take a trip outside, even in your own garden. You will be amazed what joys are waiting to greet you. The world keeps on turning, the storm will pass, the sun will shine again and the birds will sing, regardless.