time out in a recreation field. The movement of mingling in life where otherwise I might not see still.
The superstore layout change.
The natural change in the seasons. The bright new greens of the tail end of spring. The wild flowers. The surrealism of scenes in front of me; reminding me of times spent elsewhere.
The disused airfield where I learnt manoeuvres, in driving. The time spent on friends farms. A walk in tracks and woods ...
Walking in dark green and brown forest with carpets of bluebells ... the natural springs ... those fascinating break taking waterfalls and rampaging waters rushing and thundering past
Natural areas for swimming ... and diving ...
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