I can never tire of walking at Hawkwood.
OH at the football.
Youngest departed with a car full of hammers and drill bits.
At last; a walk in the woods.
Late afternoon sun and plenty of mud.
And an experiment in monochrome.
Two hours to do a walk that takes 40 minutes without a camera.
It never fails to restore me to my calmer self.
Happiness is a walk in the woods.