Today......

....is the most precious thing we have

This was the view from my bedroom window at around 7 this morning

Again I have spent the day in the garden
Listening to the distant church bell marking the hours
Hearing the sheep in the field across the lane
Smelling summer in the newly mown grass
Feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin
Drinking in this view

Maybe I should go out, visiting places, seeing sights
But in all honesty it is difficult to tear myself away from this place

I live in the middle of a town, where there is constant noise, even at night
Cars, buses, lorries
The crossing signal
People
Talking, shouting, laughing, arguing, fighting
I am used to it, or so I thought
I wondered whether the silence here would be unsettling and loud
But it has wrapped itself around me like the softest of comfort blankets
There is peace and stillness here

I have spent more time outside than I have in months
I have slept and woken refreshed for the first time in months

I do not want to leave this place