April 10th – I dallied so long in the lanes I caught a great sunset over Sandhills to Ogley Hay.
To the west, beyond the horizon and telltale silhouette of Humphries House, the town I love, largely silent like most of the country right now.
What I’ve realised this last week is twofold, in that human life is separate from the environment, and that nature will always see me through times of the worst stress and madness.
Whatever troubles the world, or bothers me, the seasons wheel keeps rolling on. The clocks still go forward, the light returns, flowers bloom, the days get warmer.
And in the evening, on the western skyline, there will always be that chance of a decent sunset, and somewhere peaceful to watch it from.