October 3, 2010
I reached mid-afternoon and had reached my limit. My longing for sunlight, the gentle breeze in my hair and the sheer pleasure in nature won. I rang a friend and took her to Whispering Wall. We sat on the grass overlooking the reservoir and watched a solitary duck dive for food, oblivious to our attention. We talked of nothing and laughed at silly things and it was just the tonic I needed. As we made our way home I felt as if I had been on a long holiday and was rejuvenated and invigorated. Such is the power of nature.