I didn’t think I would be typing a blog after a week that it has been too warm to wear any of my knitwear. I can now understand how my friends feel who love knitting but live in temperatures like we have experienced or even hotter for more than a week. I would much rather be back to wearing lots of layers and saying ‘I’m cold’ our homes and lifestyles aren’t acclimatised to weather like this. Cooking, baking, ironing zapped my energy and even my clarity of thought. It was too hot to be out during the day and this is why we chose several places, close to home to walk in the slightly cooler evening air.
The sun itself is weak when it rises, then send gathers strength as the day gets on
The first few evenings we chose parks, listening to the birds singing, discovering two herons at the side of the riverbank along the towpath. I enjoyed feeling cool enough to cover my arms up but was this me with bare feet wearing my sandals even at night. I must have gone through more cleanser with double cleansing to make sure I had removed all the suncream. Even worse when I cleansed and then we decided to go out as I had to put suncream on again and then come home to cleanse for the 3rd and 4th time! I must add dad isn’t just as fussy as me, therefore changing his mind to go out wasn’t a big event like it was for me but both of us needed fresh air and a chat.
I thought my leg would be much better in the summer but no! Dad was most understanding and made sure our saunters were on flat paths but one night he had forgotten there was more hills along a stone strewn path and really felt guilty as my leg became useless and he had to hook me onto his rucksack to get back to the car. I just kept going as I didn’t want to give up and fail.
When life presents challenges look beyond the obstacles, there's exploring to do when we can see clearly and step over the hurdle we suddenly face along the way.
We can put this to the back of our minds as last night, dad had planned a walk along the shore. Normally the path wouldn’t be high on our list as it’s flat from A-B then back to A from B but now I can appreciate how we need paths like this and how much we enjoyed are evening, which was the hottest yet but the sea air promoted the most luxurious sleep. I gave no need for beach hair sprays as my hair had beach waves without any sort of trendy spray (much to my dismay)
I thought I would share different photos today. I have chosen some photos from our saunter along the shore. The beauty of living in Northern Ireland is that we can be walking in the countryside one night and breathing in the sea air the next evening. All our walks just a short drive from home. Last night was one we will remember and both of us noted the waves were so gentle, barely a sound. The gulls floated on the lapping water, we passed one or two people. The path belonged mainly to us.
The breeze cooled as we walked back to the car. Thankfully dad was wise this time as I would have wandered further and only realised how far we had walked when the car seemed to be lost in the distance!
Listen to the music of the waves, soothing a troubled mind, softly in the breeze, respite