Today may be summed up by Charles Dickens,
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Exactly it. We went for a little walk around a disused quarry in the forest - the puddles by the trees had one inch of ice over them, but the sun was delicious. We've been outside a lot today (no coats on!), and the sun was most welcome to our birds: today marked the very first day of the budgies being out in the aviary and the hens going out for a walk. I believe the day was enjoyed most by Trotwood.
Trot, who is 2 years old next Wednesday, flew directly out of his cage and straight on to the perch in the aviary, where he proceeded to dance for a full ten minutes. He's quite a serious sort of chap, though sometimes prone to extreme silliness, so seeing his with his little mohican right up, frantically running around all the poles, bobbing up and down, flying hither and thither and squeaking constantly was surprising to all. Myshkin and Oliver, marginally more reserved, also had great fun. I much prefer them to be out in the aviary, and it's quite large with lots of things to do in there, so they've had a great day (getting them back in, however, was no fun at all). As for the hens - we took Anne and Charlotte for a little wander, so they've been down by the river digging and sunbathing. Everyone is much happier in the warmer months. I saw the first bee today, and yesterday the first crocus. The daffodils are closer to showing their faces, too. It's so beautiful here!
Reading / blogging wise - I'm almost caught up with things, I think I've written about everything I wanted to write about except The Little Prince (which I didn't read that long ago), and The Phantom of the Opera, the latter I do have to admit defeat with. I did enjoy it, but I read it so long ago. It just hasn't stayed with me. All I will say on it (consider this my review) is that I read it in one evening after a very stressful day, and it managed to engage me rather well. So that's Leroux. Up next, that The Little Prince review, and, again hopefully before spring starts, a Metamorphoses review. Reading: I want to start reading Uncle Tom's Cabin again: I was very into it, but I had no time to read so I got lost along the way, and it's a shame to spoil any book, let alone this book like that. Finally, I want to finish reading I, Claudius (that has such good reviews, but I'll confess now: I'm bored and I want to get it over with), Dorothy Parker Collected Works (I am so happy reading through this book!), and Oblomov.
Now, I have a problem with Oblomov, which accounts for me sort of abandoning it: a week ago today I pulled a muscle in my back. It has been a very painful week, and worst of all, despite it getting better, it's all of a sudden got worse. Most of last week involved lying in bed. Reading Oblomov lying in bed... Well, if you've read it you'll know what I mean - I can't help lying around, but at the same time the comparisons are extremely uncomfortable! All the same, I was enjoying it, so once I, Claudius is "out of the way" (I feel bad about this as it has such good reviews) I'll return to it. And I'm hoping this is a mere glitch and my back will return to getting better again.
So this is March so far. I love the warmer weather and longer days, and I'm desperate for my back to get better so I can get on with things. Still, I've been doing a lot of reading in the process (eight books so far this month)!