St Ann’s Hill

I recently walked here as dusk approached.  Those of you who’ve read Green Darkness by Anya Seton or been on this hill in Old Midhurst as twilight approaches will understand that this place can feel a bit “other”.   I didn’t stay very long.

Today is the first time I’ve come to blip to browse for a long time and I thank very much those of you who left kind messages asking how I am back. 
As some of you know, I have ME and sometimes that poses certain challenges;  an offshoot of which is a total lack of blip mojo.  
Perhaps posting today will kick start blipping more often, tho probably not daily.  

I hope you’re all well 
Happy Autumn blip friends