At Ruardean: homeward bound

A precarious place to stop for a picture, just after the brow of a hill. The light moved through landscape like a torch being waved over the ground. The sheep lit up, the grass illuminated, the clouds in a stunning formation. Sometimes, you just got to stop the car and get the picture, get the moment. It was only there for a moment, literally...then gone. The moment, where with a trained eye, you can stop and be wowed, at everything in front of you, or you can choose to drive by and miss it.

Lots of things in life are like this, I think. Moments of great things. Louisa's Kitchen is like this, full of inspiration, positive energy, and looking for the next piece of sunshine to strike through.......all good, as they say....x