When I was a kid.

I’d look out the back bedroom window at Victoria Hill, Swindon..  the Sun would glisten, and the church bells would ring.. it was an idyllic experience..

It’s very much a feeling parts of Wiltshire could induce.  Like many bordering counties in West Country . I guess, we all feel likewise about our homes.

Today, the Sun is shining into my bedroom, glistening, and illuminating . A heavenly experience   though id struggle to access greenery.. it still feels a wonderful treat..

I know I’m alive, and I’m glad of that.

Dave T.