I hadn't realised it until now , but it’s probably no coincidence that my last post was about our trip to Norwich, a city I’ve loved since studying at UEA. I wrote, then, that coming home was a hard landing, a feeling that took me completely by surprise as it’s been such a privilege to live in this beautiful, remote spot on the very edge of the west Wales coast. A trip to Skye at the end of October - Tom’s choice - with Ma, was a truly lovely holiday. The weather was kind, the colours of those breathtaking seascapes will stay with me, as will all the happy memories we made that week. And, because our small cottage had been so beautifully modernised and worked so well for the three of us, it was easy to imagine what it might be like to live somewhere different. If travel doesn’t broaden the mind, it certainly brings a new perspective. By the end of the year, Tom and I had decided that it was time for a change, time to move closer to a town (we are neither of us, as they say, getting
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Glad to hear the family is doing well and so is training!
Isn't it amazing how early the colours are changing? We have holly berries that are fully ripened, and with our luck, every bird within a twenty mile radius will leave us without our usual Christmas decoration. It has been years since I have seen so much fog in the bay. We would really appreciate it if you didn't try to kill yourself running without hydration. We need more blogs and books!
Now...on to thanking you for all these gorgeous late summer into early autumn scenes. It's fun to compare what you've shown with what I've been seeing in Central Park.
Wishing I could go berry picking, though. xo
Thanks, Sue x
Thank you Clare - the race isn't until the 5 October.
Chanpreet, we can almost watch the leaves turning now!
Oonagh, many thanks for your good wishes - I'm being more careful now! x
Frances, it is interesting to compare our neighbourhoods, isn't it? I always love seeing the photos on your blog. x