Getting up is so hard, especially when the weather is so grim and grey! I long for the lazy days of summer. Mind you, lazy is of course a relative term. On holiday the younger Pecks, and indeed Mrs Peck, are not early risers. That is my time. Up and out as early as I can, go catch that photograph!
I do love the early morning feeling – especially when there’s no-one about. The light is gorgeous, it’s warm but not hot. Bliss.
On this particular morning I had watched a cormorant herd a shoal of tiny fish (sardines?) towards the shore, just by that chair, until they leapt out of the water in their escape anguish. Missed it with my camera – mostly because I wasn’t quite aware of what was happening until the fish tried to fly. Quite incredible.
(The eagle-eyed will see evidence of the photographer in the pic above -look closely…)
Our villa was just on the other side of that hill you see in the left hand distance. And once the Peck tribe did get up we decided to come across the hill, to this village, to have a (very) late lunch. Should have been easy, wasn’t….
Daughters have minds of their own. And my daughter was determined to cross the hill wearing flip-flop Birkenstocks. Every 20 metres we would have to stop and remove yet another stone. The complaining was vociferous. The crickets were drowned out! Without the car, we knew that the only way to return was the same way we had come… Which meant buying appropriate shoes first, then hiking back.
I prefer the family asleep whilst I venture out to take photos…
So, forget the grim grey days of January, and remember/look forward to the warm days of July and August. And let the rest of the family sleep…, they don’t know what they’re missing.