Just Me!! The Butterfly effect

So as predicted it has been a long day. Now I am hot and tired. Its not been the best of days. though not the worst either. Time for some reading and relaxing,maybe tonight I will sleep?

There is something so ethereal about the river covered in mist as the sun rises,little wisps of silvery grey curling round your legs as you walk. Like a fine carpet so soft and deep your feet dissapear into its depths. The cuckoo kept me company this morning,which I suppose was quite apt.

Did you know that the coldest time of day is the hour before dawn? And even that was warm. That last hour of night,before the sun raises its sleepy head and says hello to the world.
In spectacular fashion this morning,no clouds to kiss,it instead streaked the sky with a myriad of colours,from the faintest blush pink to the deepest rose red.even the moon was enchanted and didn`t want to go to bed. Instead it hung about to watch its sister paint the morning sky and light the world below,retiring only when dawn was done and the sun had stopped hiding behind the hills like a shy debutante,and was shining in all her glory.

Mama duck and the little ones went to visit the other mama ducks and their little ones,and before long there was quite a family meeting. All serene and peaceful untill I threw the bread I had with me,in no time at all I was surrounded by ducks wanting the big bit. They even followed me when the bread was done and I was moving on to another spot. ducklings are so funny,they spread their little wings that are no more than little stumpy things and run at everything. A sort of wobbly rush,which usually has them falling over and then getting up and carrying on.

The day promises to be a long one,probably because the last one doesn`t seem to have finished yet. Now shall I be really daring and wear a skirt? Is the world ready for me in a skirt? Hmmmm,maybe not