It wasn't until I was half-way through the walk that I realized I'd been so preoccupied with my latest frustrations, I hadn't noticed anything up until then. Are my worries more important than what's right in front of me? Well, I may think so at the time, but no.
So I stopped. And I heard something new - a bird call I've never heard before. And I've lived here over 40 years. I moved closer to the source of the sound and carefully took out my camera. Maybe I could get a pic to identify it. I could! How marvellous! A Redstart. A Redstart with a lovely voice.
I'm so glad I stopped.
