It is June the 1st, the blue tits have fledged, the first painted lady butterfly has passed my window and from tomorrow I am heading back out into the world to find out what has been happening during my absence.
For the last two months all survey work was stopped as we all locked down due to Coronavirus. At first, I admit, stopping my work seemed like madness. After all, it is hard to find a more isolated way to spend your day that in the middle of a field at the crack of dawn with only lapwing for company but then the virus wreaked havoc in my own life and all thought of work went out of my head.
For the last few months I have experienced my own personal tragedy due to coronavirus and, although surveys and spreadsheets were not on my mind, then nature continued to be the greatest solace in my life.
The bluebell woods were a place to escape to when the stress of dealing with my worst fears became almost too much to bare. The endless waves rolling in on the shoreline were a symbol of life endlessly renewing itself and the antics of the sparrows in my garden were the only thing that could raise a smile in the weeks afterwards.
Life has been very tough for so many people over the last few months but we have all been lucky to go through this at a time when new life and hope were evident on every walk. Let’s hope we have all seen the great benefit nature gives to us and how much we need it for our sanity and happiness.
I am pleased to report the farmers that I work with all sound healthy and chipper and keen to welcome me back out onto the land to grab the tail end of spring.
As my beloved father would say, “onwards and upwards.”