It is the littlest of things that give the most pleasure I think, small moments that live long in the memory. On Thursday (after Stephen had been away with work for a couple of days and flew home overnight) we had the rare pleasure of a weekday walk together. Our friend has cut a hunting trail through our woods, which can also be used for a delightful amble in the late afternoon light.
For me this was the first time I fully walked the woods we’ve owned for 2 years. So many little delights there were, discoveries and inspirations; but mainly there was just walking, enjoying the fresh air, golden light and the freedom of the sky above us.
Today the sky is burning blue, the ground is white with snow but it will have to remain unexplored as the second of my two boys has fallen victim to a horrid tummy bug (poor Neirin had it on Friday). So today is about rest, tlc and remembering that walk. Knowing, of course, that there will be many more in our future.