While I was writing the last post I heard a strange knocking sound coming from the utility room. I ignored it at first. But then I went to investigate. It was a young grey heron which had walked into the house through the open kitchen door and was beating its bill on the patio windows. How unusual - I've only seen a heron once before in the garden, and that was 8 years ago when there were fish in the pond. Though there are lots of herons close by on the River Trent and its flood plain.
I managed to steer it outside through the conservatory doors, whereupon it collapsed in the middle of the lawn to recover. It had been traumatized. Half-an-hour later it suddenly stood up on its gangly legs and strode purposefully down the garden towards the vegetable plot and the compost heap. It did not appear injured in any way.
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Catching up. Good to see that you have been out walking. Haven't been reading blogs as before nor have I been doing much walking. Did listen to all the Bob Dylan music I have on tape and CD and in my computer, beginning with "Bob Dylan." There were some gaps. I have all the albums previous to the days of tapes, but didn't get the turntable out of the closet because I don't have the energy to do that right now. Was startled at my perception that many of the songs I listened to dealt with grief and loss in one way or the other.
I feel like that young heron in the first photo. I can see outside, but I can't seem to get there.
"I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from." (Not Dark Yet)
Glad to know that the young heron did not appear to be injured in any way.
I have a theory - which I've proved time and again - that there's a Dylansong for every occasion, and that they appear out of nowhere for a rehearing right on cue.
I too have all the albums on vinyl prior to the emergence of the cassette tape. Have never gotten round to replacing most of them on CD! As soon as you put everything onto a new storage medium, another storage medium takes over.
Think and hope you may find that the glass dissolves when you're least expecting it. But these things take time.
Very impressed, sw.
Apparently you have a closer link to Great Blue Herons than I do.
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