Steps

I sat on them for twenty minutes . The steps lead to the bottom of the garden which is overgrown and difficult to walk through. I remember it when the paths led through the wood pile to the vegetable beds and down to the bamboo lined pond.
Age brings with it diminishing energy and J's Mum cannot manage this very large garden now. The top level is kept well. But I loved sitting here quietly by myself, appreciating the beauty of the wilderness .

Peaceful moments.