More walking. Different landscapes. New horizons. Unexplored paths. Friends. Sky. Grasses. Sea air. Water. Birds. Blue. Sun. Clouds. Flowers. Art. Friday 17th July. Newport Wetlands.
More walking. Different landscapes. New horizons. Unexplored paths. Friends. Sky. Grasses. Sea air. Water. Birds. Blue. Sun. Clouds. Flowers. Art. Friday 17th July. Newport Wetlands.
Ok, day 4 of the lockdown. Isolation is weird, especially because I was more isolated before when everybody went to school and the office and I had the house for myself for hours on end during the day. As a matter of fact I crave isolation at the moment! We’re lucky we live in a …
Fourth day. Epic.
Day 3. .
Day 2.
In Italian, when you go skiing for a week you call it a ‘white week’. As in we’re having a ‘white week’. We actually are… and the first day was glorious.
I rarely get to visit London, too rarely in fact, so going for two days in a row last week, felt like a big treat and reminded me that it’s not really that far and I should be more organised and less lazy and visit more often… Yes, it’s mad busy. Yes, I end up …
We’re home. It’s been relentless since we’ve been back, for me anyway. The mountain of washing is almost demolished although the ironing pile has correspondingly increased in size, so really I feel like I’ve made no progress at all. To top it all we’ve had social engagements to attend, there has been a return journey …
The day started with a beautiful, peaceful sunrise on the beach And then we got an email from British Airways saying that, for security reasons, our flight was delayed till further notice and, please, it would have been better if we didn’t even go to the airport yet. We then found out that our flight, …
Today I went flying. And it was amazing. And a little terrifying. But mainly amazing. I blame it on the boys that jumped off a mountain… Silly boys. BUT… I did feel like I was missing out on something so after a short deliberation I came to the conclusion that while there was no way …
