"To be free"

MrP's on nights and I waited until he'd headed off, before me and the dog went on a jaunt of our own. No, that sounds wrong, you know what I mean - photographic jaunt.
I'd loved the slice of light I'd played with yesterday and was served a similar joy this evening. We spent two hours, me with my tripod, her with her scent trails and we had a ball. We're on the edge of the Peak district and the tower block in frame is beyond the Trafford Centre in Manchester, so my little old zoom did good. The light was changing all the time. I've come home, head spinning, feeling like I've just been part of a big piece of theatre. And I feel free that we can know that joy.