Describe one habit that brings you joy.

This is an easy one to answer WP.

Taking my dog out first thing. I love it!

Before we drive to a vast green open space, we’ll head to a nearby wooded area. It gives Patch the chance to check out the hood and for me to breathe in the fresh air. To fill my lungs with a new day

As we walk, I pick over the remnants of last night’s dreams still swirling in my head. Some days, the images and feelings are stronger than others. I may think about them for a minute or two and then let them go. 

All the senses come alive, and to be enshrouded in greenery is like going home. 

The birds, the squirrels, and creatures I cannot see are going about their day. It’s a pleasure to feel their presence. To be part of their world.

Each morning  to be deep in nature, to see  how the season is panning out and what plans are being made for the next one is quite something.

To share this moment with my best buddy is priceless.

What do you listen to while you work?

Until quite recently, I would have LBC London, a chat radio station on in the background for hours…but at the moment I’m favouring silence.

However, at this moment in time, there is a fly going round that earlier must have wriggled through a slightly ajar window somewhere and cannot find its way out, with all doors and windows now wide open.

Then there’s the fridge that hums along for a short while and then shudders and sighs.

A van is reversing somewhere along the street, so his warning beeps are audible.

Squirrel manages to make quite the racket clambering up and down the garden fence as he grabs pieces of apple and then legs it to his crib.

That clock. I’ve had the kitchen clock for many years. Aesthetically, it’s very pleasing, but I have wondered for some time if the tick is getting louder. It’s beginning to grate.

Birdsong. That always delights me. What’s that saying about becoming old/er.? ‘ One minute you’re young, free and a little bit wild The next thing you know, you’re studying the details on the back of a bird seed bag’ Pigeons are cooing. My darlings blackbird and robin try to get a word in, but the crows are dominating the airwaves at the moment. Curious that they are so very loud and yet so skittish when they land.

A police helicopter will whizz overhead at some stage. An ambulance or fire engine will have me giving a quiet thanks they are not present for my benefit.

My dog snores softly, my tummy rumbles. The floorboard will creak as I cross it to put on the kettle, and you will be able to hear the rustle of a bread wrapper and the toaster fires up.

Welcome to my world.

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