Coming home to South Devon in the evening autumn light
cannot be justifiably captured in words nor pictures.
Thrown straight into the action of
taking a wild cat to the animal sanctuary.
Seeing that the nearby sea is a
little choppy; perhaps there was a storm last night. But now the sky is clear,
blue and the air is crisp and fresh.
Hot tea and hot stew cooking on the Aga.
I
can see that blackberry picking will require a small stool to reach the ripe
ones on the hedges tomorrow, ready for the apple and blackberry pie.
The fields
have just been topped ready for the horses and MINIATURE PONIES and all is well
with the world.
Things happen here and there are things to be done, but they
are done happily, excitedly and are not stressful, but are done together and are
beautiful, enabling us to be part of the cycle of nature, just as we should be.
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