25/03/2026
Remember at school when the weather would abruptly change, and the whole class would rush to the window to check it out? It might have been a heavy downpour, some unexpected thunder or lightning, or the slimmest possibility of a snowflake... Teaching staff would either sigh and let it play out, or join the children to see what the fuss was about.
It began hailing here, and normally Iβd just notice it and return to the laptopβ¦ but not today. Today, I stepped away from my desk and watched as the wind blustered through the trees and hedges. Tiny pellets of hail hammered the ground with force from every direction, bouncing off pavements, grass, and windows. I felt glad to have witnessed it.
I wondered where the birds and other wildlife retreated to during these sudden bursts of weather. Most of the time, they know far earlier than we do, long before the first icy bead drops. Birds tuck themselves deep into hedgerows, tangles of ivy, dense shrubs, using whatever shelter they can find. Small mammals hunker down in burrows, log piles, or under garden sheds. Even insects find refuge in bark crevices or beneath leaves.
Watching the weather unfold like that (noticing, pausing, really paying attention) felt like a quiet return to that childlike instinct to be curious rather than distracted.
What natural moments have stopped you in your tracks lately?π§οΈ
πΈ Andy Hay (rspb-images.com)