Wells

It was windy

After taking a car load of stuff to the hospice shop I headed to Wells for air....there was plenty of it.

I’ve just realised this is a celebratory blip so have added an extra of East Hills. The word hill is referred to somewhat loosely hereabouts but it was our honeymoon destination. When we planned our honeymoon break we both wanted to to make our way out to East Hills. It’s not that easy to get there...distance, time, tides, marsh paths and creeks, etc. You hardly ever see anyone over there. It was quite a little expedition but we made it out there and loved it and it kind of became ‘our’ place for ever after. It always has bit of a mystical, Avalon feel about it. Sometimes I look out there and wonder if he’s there.