Ronnie, for lots of reasons, I feel exactly the same. I just want to walk (gently now, (no 10 mile mountainhikes),and be. The bluebells are out. The May blossom is about to bloom, right on time for its named month, as it should be, as it has since I was tiny and picked it off the hawthorn bushes to take home to Mum and put in tiny vases. So glad you're still writing sometimes, but on your own terms. And I will always be up for reading tales of the allotment - which I always think of as a miniature form of everyday optimisticplacemaking, as well as a great place for a cup of tea. and a few chapters of your current book.
I may be over the other side of the world, and in a different time zone, but this still resonates.
Ronnie, for lots of reasons, I feel exactly the same. I just want to walk (gently now, (no 10 mile mountainhikes),and be. The bluebells are out. The May blossom is about to bloom, right on time for its named month, as it should be, as it has since I was tiny and picked it off the hawthorn bushes to take home to Mum and put in tiny vases. So glad you're still writing sometimes, but on your own terms. And I will always be up for reading tales of the allotment - which I always think of as a miniature form of everyday optimisticplacemaking, as well as a great place for a cup of tea. and a few chapters of your current book.