Personal Blogs

This week I had a holiday, just because I had the oppertunity and I needed one. It took me a couple of days to wake up to the possibilities.

So, today we [my wife & I] took the bus to Colinton, and walked back home through the dell, a rather magical experience. Sunlight, shade, water, trees and wikka.

We stood on a bridge, below a weir, watching a Lab. chasing a Heron, in a rush of noise, in a river of tea. And smiled in the morning Sun.

Then we wandered through meadows, copses, close Yew, beach, ash, all the trees. And oft skeedaddled about the things that grow under said trees going, "oh, oh!" with our foot in water.

All the time the river was in our ears, and the birds were never silent. We saw butterflies and heard at least one cricket.

We climbed back onto our canal [a series of really big steps was the join] and jinked home due to the joggers and cyclists.

We sat in our garden, in the sun, watching the kids scream and throw balls at each other on the other side of our fence.

We forget the simple.