Yes, yes, I confess. Going for long walks is the thing I love the most. I want to use the word mostest, just to emphasize how much I love walks. Ideally, I like to go alone. Sometimes, I let my camera or my phone give me company. The husband can join if he wishes to, but there's no expectation to keep pace or talk. We may share paths, but we walk in our universes, joined and individual, half of a whole, happy in our spaces and paces, gaits mis-matched but heading to the same home afterwards.
Children, in-laws, friends, strangers, sister, nieces and nephews have shared walks with talks which I cherish very much. And when I go back to those spots: parks, beaches, seasons, winds, blossoms, fragrances, snippets of those moments drift into my conscience like birdsong: always sweet and melodious, no matter how often one hears it.
So, brace yourself for a walk along the Jurassic Coast of Britain, today. We are going to climb Golden Cap, take a few photos, nibble on some sandwiches in the tall grass, drink bottled water and soak in the scenery. Hold on to your hats and scarves--it's a tad windy today.
Are you ready?
But where is Golden Cap exactly? you ask.
"It's a hill and cliff situated on the English Channel coast between Bridport and Charmouth in Dorset, England. The cliffs are the highest point on the south coast of Great Britain. The name derives from distinctive outcropping of golden greensand rock present at the very top of the cliff."
says Wikipedia
To kip in the sun after a long walk, with tummies full and no plans to go to after:
is this not heaven on Earth?
I clicked our friends, the Banerjees and AJ (whose better half I am) while they rested.
I tottered around solo for a bit before we had to head home.
Hope you find your heavens today and feel at home in whatever you do.
Hope to see you with H.
Have a wonderful weekend.
xx
