The fruit bags are packed (we start early at Lets Eat Local Towers) and I’ve just gone to the end of our road with the wheelie bin. It’s a glorious crisp and sunshine-y day and there’s roe deer, yellow wagtails and hares stretching and yawning. Can birds yawn?
Pausing by our old bridge to breathe in the beauty and the calm of Annan Water, I’m struck by how blessed we are here and now. And I’m reminded of the old Sanskrit poem and realise there are few better ways to live your life.
Look to this day: For it is life, the very life of life. In its brief course Lie all the verities and realities of your existence. The bliss of growth, The glory of action, The splendour of achievement Are but experiences of time.
For yesterday is but a dream And tomorrow is only a vision; And today well-lived, makes Yesterday a dream of happiness And every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well therefore to this day; Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!
