This morning, as I walked slowly around part of my used-to-be-usual walk, trekking poles in hand, and then stood at one of my favourite places in Kings Park (see pic), I heard a magic sound. The calls of 2 ospreys! I have so missed these sounds in the past year, as I’ve had to pull away from being outside to nurse my new knees to health. Tears pricked as I realised how very tough it had been, finishing with Mum’s passing on 2nd April.
But this was all done, and this morning I could celebrate the arrival of these 2 doting parents as they arrived back at their nest to repair it ready for making babies:-)