Coniston Rest, June 1

He said:

Today was supposed to be a rest day in Coniston, and indeed it was that.

She said:

June 1

Yewdale Hotel, Coniston

Last night, while channel surfing, R and I came upon one of our all-time favorite British shows – one that we’ve searched for on previous trips but hadn’t found in years – SpringWatch.  This crazy show is set in various locations in the UK every Spring.  Several naturalists and video photographers rig mini-cams in every imaginable possible nesting site across the countryside and on nature preserves and record bird courtships, births, feedings and fledges.  It is a fascinating look inside a bit of Nature that we certainly would never normally see.  The show airs for only 3-4 weeks each Spring.  Last night we watched great spotted woodpeckers fledge, herons feed and owls eat their younger, weaker siblings.  Cracking good TV.  Will, of course, watch it again tonight.

Woke this morning hopeful for a health upgrade to a steady “good” but was disappointed as my stupid cold has now lodged firmly in my chest so I’m still at “fair.”  Coughing is plentiful and painful.  Hiking is not an option.  The day is long.

In our effort to stave off boredom, R and I enjoyed a Martin Clunes YouTube marathon: Reggie Perrin, Seasons 1 and 2; Martin Clunes, A Man and His Dogs; Horsepower.  Funny and interesting.

Oddly, even though I’m sick and R is feeling some weird throat stuff (uhoh) and we’re stuck in B&B/inn/hotel room after room, we’re still having a good time.  We’re relaxed, rested and silly.  We’re eating in our rooms and hanging around in comfortable sweats and underwear.  We’re reading and napping.  Really, everything we always wished we would do on vacation but never get around to doing because we’re always on the go.

Love the wisdom of the Cosmos.

Though I’m ready to be well.

(Gray day, intermittent rain.)