Dolebury Warren

A time to reflect.

Be thankful for what has passed and what may still be to come.

Life is here to be lived, but there are rules!


Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

A.E. Houseman, from a Shropshire Lad

Dolebury Warren, North Somerset.

Happy New Year!