Memory lane

The country feels loaded with moisture at the moment so sis and I and my 'nephew' (i.e. her dog) went on a muddy and damp Christmas Day walk around the local woods where we scampered as children. Not that much excess chocolate needed to be worked off as I spent the majority of the day blowing my nose therefore blocking access to my mouth.

Funny to be wandering the lanes where we played as kids past houses and corners that haven't changed at all. Yet there have been so many changes and experiences in our lives in between.