20130810-181148.jpg

The Summer holiday races past; the kids – though they’d never admit it – miss the familiar rituals and routines of school. They crave and demand attention and entertaining, and when asked to fall back on their own resources end up niggling and squabbling with each other. It’s exhausting.

Looking down from Hognaston, where we’re staying, to the calm grey expanse of Carsington Water, the boat feels a long, long way away, despite the proximity of water.

So I content myself watching swifts dart with stunning speed to and from the barn, and marvel at their acrobatic grace and agility.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s