Good Grief 363

I’ve stratosphere (I’m keeping the autocorrect here, but it should say ‘I’ve struggled to keep up here!) keep up here but I took this on a walk when I got back from my trip.
I can’t recall completely what I was thinking when I took this but there was something along the idea of ‘home’, where that is, where it is felt, and with that, of course, the sense of comfort and security and of being okay. Sometimes that can be difficult to feel anywhere at all because so much of it resides in our heads and if that bit isn’t okay then little else is.