It’s such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you…

What could be more perfect than a sunny 24 miles on the West Highland Way with one of your best running buddies? One of those days that leaves you buzzing and looking forward to the next one. Not only that but covering a biggish distance has made me feel that much better about Kintyre – no illusions, it will be slow and probably a bit messy but it’s back to feeling do-able. I even did a couple of recovery miles the following day and then a 6.4 mile hill run mid week in my best time ever for that course, feels like progress! Still nothing to write home about by most folks’ standards but for me and my wee journey it’s good news.

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Photos courtesy of Katherine – thanks 🙂

A mighty fine day out.

What is this life, if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?

Today was a public holiday, a rest day and a sunny day. It was lovely to take the time to stand and stare. My highlights were:

  • No alarm
  • Breakfast and lunch in the garden
  • Walking the dog for hours in a bimbling, purposeless manner round Cumbernauld Glen
  • Taking this photo: Image
  • Seeing kids playing outside, getting dirty, getting soggy socks and not getting a row for it
  • Almost everyone that crossed my path smiling and having a pleasant word to say
  • Enough alone time to dance and sing a wee bit in the sun
  • Listening to my favourite tunes, sometimes repeatedly
  • Sitting by the stream while Brin played
  • Stopping, standing and staring – I spent an unknown amount of time just watching a treecreeper
  • Primula (which it turns out is owned by a trust and all profits go to good causes) squeezed straight from the tube
  • Falling asleep in the garden
  • Moving my chair around the patio to catch every last ray of sun in the garden.

So, I think the most expensive thing on the list was the Primula. Just goes to show money isn’t the key to happiness at all. Sunshine and free time sure do help though.

W. H. Davies

Leisure

WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Be happy xx