Martín pescador

It was the Rainbow gave thee birth,
And left thee all her lovely hues;
And, as her mother’s name was Tears,
So runs it in my blood to choose
For haunts the lonely pools, and keep
In company with trees that weep.
Go you and, with such glorious hues,
Live with proud peacocks in green parks;
On lawns as smooth as shining glass,
Let every feather show its marks;
Get thee on boughs and clap thy wings
Before the windows of proud kings.
Nay, lovely Bird, thou art not vain;
Thou hast no proud, ambitious mind;
I also love a quiet place
That’s green, away from all mankind;
A lonely pool, and let a tree
Sigh with her bosom over me.

~The Kingfisher~
William Henry Davies

What a day!
Left the house at 8.15am and got home at 10pm.
Squeezed in a LOT!
Lots of Spanish revision, chat with two teachers ref Calum's course choices (sorted now I hope!), a long dog walk at lunch time, more Spanish, attended a fantastic presentation by Lewis and 7 of his Outdoor Education team mates, more Spanish, tea with my boys, pre-meeting meeting, main meeting.....chippy on the way home!

Did I mention, I did some Spanish?

Oh, and that I saw a kingfisher?

Or a martín pescador as it is in Spanish!

Highlight of the walk!

A very busy, very intense but very productive day!