New Year’s Hush and Chill – Grist to the Mill

Diary Entry #16

Started while it was still dark, around 7am. The cold weather had abated now but I was still in excessive layers of my scrags and a thick cover.

There was a kind of hush that you can get sometimes when it is cold with occasional whispers of strong wind. I expect the fauna had been given a troubling time with the fireworks in neighbouring gardens last night.

Nothing Doing

Grist to the Mill, hush and chill
All grain arriving at the mill represented income, regardless of its quality.

Hush and Chill. I just sat quiet for a while with my eyes closed being distracted then returning to my breathing. All grist to the mill. I fell into unmindful reflections a number of times with different related projects. Constructing a large external gate from old wood but still making it look good and the same with parts of an aged fence partition.

Nature Waking Up

It was getting lighter now as I opened my eyes. I noticed a young squirrel was camping out on the bird table and wondered if he had just jumped up or if he had been there a while. The garden was pretty active with birds and another hour had gone by in what seemed a few minutes.

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