I've been on a succession of walks in numerous places, and given the garden a damn good thrashing. Most of it has been done on a breakfast of a buttered oatcake with smoked salmon, sometimes with nuts or salad but often without, plus a few cups of coffee, and one main meal some 6 - 10 hours later, and a later snack, though on some days I have actually had two meals.
One day I walked in an ancient woodland full of bluebells. The walk was only about two miles and took hours because I sat on several seats and treetrunks listening to and watching the birds, and deer. I met a couple taking their mother/mother-in-law round, she was 89. This was poignant as the last time I took my mother (she was 93) she managed to walk down the lane from the car park and across a field but by the time we reached the wood she was exhausted and we had to abandon the mission and turn back.
I walked in another bluebell wood, and over various commons, but nightingales were conspicuous by their absence, as were willow warblers. The first individuals arrived early, then a load of other migrants arrived about three weeks later, except for the nightingales and willow warblers, maybe due to some weather/climate event over Europe or Africa.
Today I went to a reedbed near the local estuary and watched a pair of hobbies and several marsh harriers, and heard a bittern booming, while talking to several folks, some local, some from elsewhere in the country, including places I knew.
After all the warmth and sunshine we had continuous rain for about 24 hours. Now the lawn is back almost up to my armpits again I should have mown it again but instead I stuffed my face with a Bolognese type sauce with broccoli topped with melted cheese again. plus a couple of glasses of wine, and am about to crash out for a while. The lawn (and my shower) will damn well have to wait until tomorrow.
Also demolished over the last few days, more lamb chops, Gloucester Old Spot sausages, asparagus, broccoli, salmon with toasted almonds and spinach, prawn curry and a bunch of cheese.
It's a hard life, I don't know how I put up with the deprivation!