Were We Missed?

This weekend, Joss and I took a walk along the side of the reservoir beside my studio.  For various reasons, it’s been several weeks since we walked here.  Prior to that it was a more or less daily occurrence.

As I stroll and Joss sniffs about, I realise how much I’ve missed our visits.  My regular lookout to see which sweet spot the ducks have chosen for their afternoon rest.  My automatic glance at the water to gauge how calm or choppy it is.  The opportunity to watch the sun (with a bit of luck) sink behind the hills above us.

Suddenly, a line from The Railway Children – the film I watched last week – floats back to me.  ‘I wonder if the railway misses us?’ muses Phyllis, after the children have been absent from it for a while.

And I wonder whether the reservoir has missed Joss and me.  And, now, is happy to see us again.