Wanting a mountainside!

There are some mornings when the wind feels like a mountain wind.....

This morning it felt like being on the side of some mountain, blustery, cold, exposed and blooming wonderful. The longing for wild places is always there, a need if you will, I could almost smell it.

The Lakeland hills are calling, my little one man tent and I need to get up there. To stand at the wild top of Red Pike, Grisedale Pike or Haystacks would be a wonderful thing today.
Some sandwiches and a flask of sugary tea...the smell of heather and fern...ancient wet places...rock and stone....to feel the peace of open spaces.

I have friends who have never seen the lakes....never walked in such places...don't know the joy of boots and rucksack, makes me shiver to think of life without it!

Anyway, work and flat lands...memories will have to do for today....and a few dreams!