Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

Redemption....

My thoughts sometimes stray to the exotic, on a day of whimsy and contemplation, capricious in my moods and thoughts, pulled by one thing and then the other, it felt like the weather was my brother today.

Cold, then not, warm, then not, like me blows hot and cold at times.

A slow misty rain fell on me on my way to work and I simply love it, it feels like the mist in the mountains, and frankly, anything that can transport me there is a good thing.

My mind wandered to meeting some friends in Wales later in the year, I can't wait. Mountains, walking, food, beer and the company of friends, the solace of wild places....

I love this statue, I feel like this a lot, free...excepting....open........

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