Perfectly, beautifully mine

It’s been a very long, tiring, at times frustrating and upsetting day despite the amount of good, valuable work I finished. The day, the bit of it I saw outside, was beautiful. I’m so glad I made time for a walk. Those 3o minutes away from it all were perfectly, beautifully mine.

This is the golden hour in Newtown.

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