And the colours as autumnal at these.....
It seems right to leave everything behind.
The un-vacuumed carpet. The pile of clean washing waiting to be put away.
It seems right to sit on the side of a hill and eat lunch and steal a moment or two to knit another row.
To look across a breathtaking view. Ageless and timeless.
The feeling of space and freedom and the ability to find a comfortable rocky nook so to escape into a book.
The communal delight at sharing an unexpected find - an old humpbacked stone bridge.
It feels appropriate to breathe in sharp autumn air and feel it right to the base of your lungs.
To feel it's chill burn the back of your throat then watch it leave you when warmed and steamy.
To smile at the length of your legs that autumnal shadows afford you.
To feel the gentle warmth of the autumnal sun on my cheek, to walk and talk and hold my man's hand
and to hear my boys chat - it feels good and makes me feel complete.
These precious moments help outweigh the treacherous and boggy terrain and tired legs,
helps when gritting my teeth at my bad knee tightening as its refuses to comply.
Then, once back in the car, with soaked feet and the heater on full,
I can feel my cheeks burning,
it felt right.
It felt right to be out on the hills on a day like today.