But today was so cold. So very cold. My car told me that it was -2C but with the easterly wind it felt much colder. The start of my walk was into the teeth of the wind. The bared and sharpened teeth of the wind. The icy, biting teeth of the wind. A wind colder than the indifference to the environment of the ‘greenest government ever’, colder than unkindness from a trusted friend, almost as marrow-chillingly cold as the fear that your children are in danger. Yes, that cold.
It was ivory gull or Ross’s gull cold, though I couldn’t even find a glaucous or Iceland gull. It was snow bunting and Lapland bunting cold, and the reed buntings had shut up their dull ditties of songs. It was smew or Barrow’s goldeneye cold although there were not even any goosander but there were some common goldeneyes.
So I chickened out after a while and went to get a cup of coffee and to peruse the Racing Post in the warmth of a cafe.
On the way home, at 10am and in a bit of sunshine, I had a lovely view of a barn owl. A beautiful bird who warmed up my day. A bird of great memories and a sight to warm the cockles of any heart.
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