One of those lazy Sundays when you get to the afternoon and start t feel a le-e–etle bit guilty about the laziness. So we did what we always do – headed to Win Green for a stroll along the Sheep Drove.
We sauntered, we hid, we threw sticks, we jumped puddles, we silly-skipped and jelly-legged, and held hands, and chatted, and laughed, and were just… happy. Properly, really, truly, way-deep-down-inside burstingly Happy.
Of course, the sun was shining, the wind had dropped, and it’s one of our favourite places in the world to be. It was very beautiful when we got there… but by the time we were walking back it was honestly some kind of magical.
The light… well. See for yourself…