29 April 2014

Afternoons in the sun

I miss walks in the Yorkshire Dales. I remember the broad expanse of the dales, the rolling distant hills and the villages I had visited then. Has it been so long since?

As I sit in my office, reminiscing of those endless afternoons, I am mindful of the passage of time, the imperative need to seize the day and not spend too much time online, in a virtual construct of which there can be little of import. Life is how one forges it, defines it and live through it.

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