Easter brought more rain, thankfully some Sun and a Storm. 90mph winds brought some trees, some poor folks lost their roof slates and chimneys. One household in the next village lost a large stone chimney, which crashed down conveniently perfectly between two cars parked 3 ft apart underneath. Not a scratch on either vehicle.
A common sight currently around here is Farmers walking around fields like this, checking just how wet the fields are. Like this Field, very very very WET indeed.
As one of the Farmers said to me, ‘Not Good, Way TOO WET. Over my Boots in places. Ducks have even moved into one of my Fields, I wonder if they are cheaper and easier to keep than Sheep.’
That took me back.
When I was a kid, my Dad decided to build a goldfish pond in the garden. I’m not sure Mum was entirely impressed by the eventual size of the pond, Dad had a tendency to get carried away with his plans. It was a big old pond in what was a not very big garden. Only problem was as soon as Dad had filled it with water, two ducks arrived from out of nowhere and claimed Squatters Rights. On and off, we had those ducks for weeks. These days, I would have shed loads of photos to show you those ducks but not back then. No photos, just faded memories. Thankfully I can still see those Ducks and the Pond, but only after the Farmer reminded me.
But without the aid of ever expanding data clouds filled with digital photos, I wonder just how many memories of my childhood are hidden from view. A few too many I FEAR.
A Dad trying to cope with the loss of his Partner and becoming a single parent. 
Lovely memories, Gary. 🤎 🦆
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It’s either a famine or a feast for farmers all over the world, it seems. Courage is needed for that lifestyle, for sure! As for the memories – your Dad must have been the adventurous type. I wonder if he, or your Mum took images of the ‘pond / ducks’?
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Two ducks just moved in? That’s hilarious!
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I often look back and wish I had a camera back then, such a lot goes forgottten if we’re not careful…
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We had two ducks on our front lawn the other day. Think they’re looking for a nesting site.
Farmers are having a rough deal, the government not paying them, fuel prices rocketing, and the weather.
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Photography has changed, that’s for sure, though how many are actually saved so that they will be accessible for future generations?
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Photographs do aid memory
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Ducks on a pond make a nice memory and reading about them stimulated my memory of a chicken that invited itself into our living room once.
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We now have a pond and I am waiting for the ducks to arrive. Or a heron. I would love to see a heron visit…
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I’ve noticed that windstorms are more intense and frequent these days. Sorry for the wet fields, Gary.
I agree with you that it would be wonderful to have more artifacts handy from our childhood memories, the same way we’ve archived our own children’s memories so meticulously. What a wonder it would be to just dive into them for a few hours.
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That chimney crashing down between two parked cars and leaving not a scratch on either one is truly amazing! We’ve had some high wind here lately, but nothing to compare to your 90 mph winds! Keep safe, my friend!!!
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I am glad you have those memories and that you share them here. ❤️ Life has a way of moving along and stopping to reflect on how we’ve become and where we have been along the way are important.
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As a child photos were rare, then there was a few good ones from a roll or two, then something happened and actual photos are back to being rare. I don’t have any photos or images anywhere from those wild days I was that person, nor any of when I became that person and now, well now I’m this person and I sometimes wonder who that person in the mirror is, let alone some poor so and so taking a photo of it.
Wait, did I forget full stops and a few commas?
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