....to a small village in the countryside. A temporary hold-up, on a fast road, made all of us road users slow down. As I slowed to walking pace, I glanced over to my right. Between the hedgerows I saw a small piece of rough pasture land with nothing more than a large puddle in the middle of it.
The frost and the bright morning sun turned the mundane into a truly beautiful image. It was so beautiful that I said 'thank you' for allowing me to see it. This was definitely a case of being in the right place at exactly the right moment. And, for once, road works were a blessing.
(I used to be an out-and-out 'townie'. I still love the hustle and bustle but it seems that I continue to evolve. We all do.)
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