It’s very often the little things that are the BIG things in my life.
Yes, I went back out to watch the lambs with their mothers and here’s a little clip from the time I spent there.
It was only when I started for home that I realised how much time had passed and that night was closing in.
I was also captivated by the beauty of the country road ~ with the glimpse of the ocean at the end of it. It made me think of all the people who live in the middle of big cities, like I did for many years, and who don’t have the opportunity to see night falling without the roar of traffic and the hustle and bustle of people rushing around.
How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you – you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences – little rags and shreds of your very life.