I was walking along the ridge-line, with daffodils finally pushing their way beyond the once snow-covered slope just beyond my window. I stood there, overlooking an Easter-deserted campus, and a little farther to the hills of Kenilworth. The harmony of the gently-warming sun and the graciously-temperate breeze made me smile and nostalgic; I am already missing all this before I even leave this country in months.
As I tread the supple grass on the ridge, I thought about yesterday. It was a nice day, a lovely day.
| daffodils-hill |
@Hurst | Uni of Warwick
@Hurst | Uni of Warwick
A nice yesterday
From waiting for the early morning bus, then the bus ride into school and the long-forgotten bus-ride conversations with random acquaintances we bump into; playing a splendid day of floorball tournament (one of my best), scoring a goal that I will remember for a long time; to Liverpool showing so much character against United (the good result is a bonus); then lazing in my room after the fatigue of physical exertion, finally finishing off with lovely company for the Benjamin-Button movie.
As I said, a nice day; there are many things we can a
nd ought to be thankful for. So its my solo trip across Morocco up next. Nice.
a show of character@old trafford | epl match
| traveling alone |
@Tottenham Court Rd | London
@Tottenham Court Rd | London
Uncle T
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