Lakeland Dipper 68

Crummock Water
As I headed back from Cornwall I was thinking it was a bit daft when I could have stopped on a bit longer but today I was hugely glad that I had tagged a couple of days on and can settle back a bit more gently (and resuscitate the garden a little). Getting in the car seemed a bit daft again but the Lakes are so much quieter midweek so I went off to one of my favourite Lakes for a swim. So peaceful and beautiful.

Postscript - Seamus Heaney


And some time make the time to drive out west
Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore,
In September or October, when the wind
And the light are working off each other
So that the ocean on one side is wild
With foam and glitter, and inland among stones
The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit
By the earthed lightning of a flock of swans,
Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white,
Their fully grown headstrong-looking heads
Tucked or cresting or busy underwater.
Useless to think you’ll park and capture it
More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open.