Where has tedsmum been all summer? after a year of psychotherapy she found herself lost for words........
my favourite image from a summer of ups and downs is this one of me - crying with laughter. a very good day, we walked barefoot across the sands of Rhossili to Llangennith and back along the grassy footpath at the foot of the beacon. soft earth between my toes, the glittering bay, a warm wind in my hair: whatever were we laughing at? it escapes me now ....
Time for a new header - near Lechlade in the far reaches of the Thames, milky green and lazy , trailing through water meadows of fat cows, framed by an abundance of gorgeous, pink friars balsam. The last days of summer.
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