Afield in the City

Cold walk today, below freezing with 30mph north winds. I missed my long hair.

The new route I walk at lunch has me crossing a wide green space at a local college, then up a steep grassy hill dotted with small fir trees. Today was into the teeth of the wind, so I put my head down and fixed my eyes on green-grey December grass. As I slogged up the hill, I imagined I was trudging through moorish grass in the Desert of Wales.

much peace,
tjb