Monday, 29 August 2016

... To the tiniest piece of ...

.. life back in a home ...

A Friday eve of a bank holiday weekend 
I enjoyed an evening walk on the 1812 overture night fireworks, in this town.

I did not go this year ... preferring a stroll, a shop and a sit. 

I heard the bangs and whistles, whilst out and about. 

The balmy summer days end in enjoyment elsewhere ... in thoughts of life change ...

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