So the weekly routines start to take shape again after the initial madness of Christmas, the catching up over New Year and then the lounging around to rest and recuperate. The shock of a Monday morning 6:30am alarm call with one eye open willing the time to be wrong and then the panic of trying to fit everything in before its time to leave home. Oh yes, the year has started!
Everything is now a bit bare, both with decorations coming down and the beautiful sleeping skeletal trees, waiting for the sap to rise so they can breathe again.
The daily drives to and from work have been very dark with rain and wind hammering down. Rainy days are a big positive in my life, I love the sound of rain hitting the window pane or the top of the umbrella, but when driving to and from work it is not as comforting as if curling up on a soft cosy sofa with the fire flickering and a black and white movie on the TV. However, the sun decided to make an appearance towards the end of this week and I couldn't wait to dust off the camera lens and get my feet working again and just have familiar walks to the canal and around the Cathedral precincts.
The shadows were so beautiful to see once more. It was chilly but no wind. Heaven! The red Cathedral flag against the comforting blue, clear skies was so uplifting.
And here I go again, gates and doors are a passion of mine, I don't know why, but it could be the fairy tale of what happiness may be behind the facade. This little door is hidden behind some ivy and reminds me of the Secret Garden gate.
Nearby, the vivid red berries were such a visual delight. Do you ever feel self conscious when taking a photo of something so 'everyday' while people pass you wondering 'why'?! Well, they made me smile!
I took a little detour and went to see the memorial to Henry Pearson Gates who was the first Mayor of Peterborough
The memorial was moved from Cathedral Square to the Bishop's Gardens in 1967. The detail of the stonework looked wonderful with the sunshine casting shadows to show more detail.
The building behind the memorial is the Almoners Hall and you can walk past this into the precincts. This is the part where you start to feel as though you are in a different century and the modern world is being left behind.
I went a little further towards the canal and the beautiful swans (my mid week post has some of my little friends who posed beautifully). This swan was just drying off his feet.
And the others were saying hello to a very kind lady who was providing lunch.
The shadows on the bark of the trees were inspirational to take shots of. Something so simple but seeing the shadows once more made my heart skip.
The cycle paths were pretty clear and I could have easily walked the mileage to further places, however it was time to go back to work and finish off the week.
How I would love to hop onto this canal boat and travel on the calmer waters, but the routine of weekend housework, ironing and family life now awaits.
I hope you are all enjoying being back into your day to day routines and the weather is allowing you some normality.
Welcome also to some kind new followers, thank you for visiting, and thank you to those who are keeping with me, you are all so wonderful for dropping by.
Keep safe and warm.
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