Then when I got up this morning, after a restless night of fret and mosquitoes, the sun was blazing and everywhere looked so verdant and joyful.
I decided I should go for a walk. Do one of my epic country strolls which I have stopped doing of late for a myriad of reasons.
|I wonder if you can see Pirate?|
The whole thing made me happy, not sad. I have had many changes thrust upon me in recent months and a lot of them almost make me want to choke but this little interlude almost lifted my soles from the pavement - O for a plumed hat of my own.
I didn't do the walk but I think this was as therapeutic and the hills will be there as they have always been...and always will.