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Aug 27
2008
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I had to take my car for its MOT this morning so found myself with a couple of hours to fill. I decided to pull on the wellies and go for a tramp in the woods a short distance from where we used to live.
I used to come here most days with the dog when we lived nearby. Fortunately this is a space I consider to be "mine" rather than "ours" and it was always a place where I felt at peace and very connected. Unlike so many other memories, I felt pleasure recalling the morning walks; the moment when I would break through the shadowy gloom into a small glade with the sunlight filtering down through




