It must be my age. That realisation that life is precious so wasting a single moment on the process of winding down from work seems pointless. I finished work for a week's hols on Friday and already, I'm in Devonshire bliss. Bring on the balance!
There are few things nicer in my world than lovely people and special places. I'm with one of the most lovely people I know, my Mom, and in a very special hideaway on the edge of Dartmoor. I don't have a garden to sit in at home so being outdoors, and being able to write is a novelty, the pleasure of which isn't lost on me.
So what's the story? Yesterday's late afternoon secret spot will do for now. Sitting or a more accurate description would be lying, on a vintage deckchair reading Sunday's magazine. Feeling glad I succumbed to my whim and bought the half bottle of gin on our way home from the Cowslip Workshops so I could enjoy a G&T&orange in the later afternoon sun.
The bees and insects are buzzing, the birds are doing what birds do and I'm happy ;-)
with more to follow...
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