Talking to an old friend about music a few weeks ago.. And how much he had liked music when we were 14.. and still does.. and how music takes you on a journey.. Time travel may not be possible, yet.. but a piece of music takes you somewhere, to another time in a second..  

We were remembering being 14.. and now.. and the speed of these years passing.. those times seemingly gone in a blink of the eyes.. 

The clients I work with, they all say the same thing.. 

I walked for two hours last week, a long way down the path of the River Severn.. I had taken a lot of photographs.. and returning along the same path, but seeing it from a different view point.. Mmm that could be a life quote... 

I talked into the mic on notes.. most came out as gobbledegook! So have had to do a bit of a clean up just now..

Continuing from above...

As I walk I'm trying not to see things that are not photogenic, but to me this whole world is photogenic. I see things that some people miss.. Okay, I probably miss some thing's that other people see, but looking for the details, small seemingly insignificant details.. and now returning, from another viewpoint.. right now I have to stop and take a photograph... Or four..

That morning early I got a train to Birmingham, and on google maps it said that from the station the clinic, and it was the same company that I had used in Watford. I had had trouble finding it last time, and kind of expected the same.. but i came across it unexpectedly, and so unexpectedly I was an hour early for my appointment, the tester said she could see me straight away, so I was back on the train and back to Bewdley before I knew it and now on my lovely walk, before heading home. It's warm, it could be the last day of sunshine before I fly home on Saturday..

The weather been hailstones, sleet.. then sunshine and blue skies, skies the color of battleships, and I have walked and walked..

All the pathways I know here so well.

If places can be happy places Bewdley is definitely one of my happy places.

Last year at this time I was just arriving here, the bluebells were fully out, and in full swing everywhere, in every area of the forests and all along the river bank; violet blue purple carpets, sweet smelling gorgeous..because they were fully out, before not too long the wild garlic was also flourishing, and as you walked through the forest where I have been, the smell of garlic was pungent.. But this year although the bluebells are out, they look like they're going early without reaching their potential, and the garlic is slow to bloom.. I guess mother nature can pick her times.

They are her times, and not ours.

Oh dear..in trying to sort this out it reads very badly, last time I do this using the mic thing.. 

All sorts of random words came through.. like I was speaking in tongues!

My flight home was stressful, check in, watching people turned away.. security empty, very quick through there, and once in departures it was very quiet, alternative seats takes off like a war zone.. 

But time passed quickly..

Boarded and flight home.. 

Stress again at passport control, showing residencia and the QR code.. etc etc.. 

Then my neighbor was there and home.. about half right maybe.. and then a thunder storm and rain!! Honestly not my fault!

I've not slept well.. but it is so good to be home.. I don't want to be away again like this, fly, work two or three weeks and home.. 

Not this three months.. not again.

Yesterday, Sunday, I met up with friends in the morning for coffee, in the sunshine.. 

And came back into town a little later for coffee and lunch and a walk.. a beautiful day.. everyone looking so much happier and hopeful, a buzz in the air.. 

Today I collected my car, ITV done, serviced and new battery.. a problem that leaving my car standing for months on end has caused.

I need to post this now.. I am tired.. 

But just feel so happy to be home it's keeping me awake too! 

TTFN

Marian

The universe has a way of getting you to a certain place at the exact moment you are supposed to be there..