View from the window seat

This morning I sat on the window seat with my iPad reading the Guardian updates. A little break from reading Lynne Jones' memoir. Like Ceridwen I am finding that it is a really tearing one's insides book in which she does not try and soften (nor exaggerate) anything. Finding a photo a day in my quiet part of the world is welcome relief from Trumpism etc, and the terrible things that humans do to other humans.

This view is solace to the soul by and of itself.