Where there's peace

I am absolutely appalled by last night's atrocity.  What gives anyone the right to do what they do?  We didn't give a moment's thought to safety when we were in London yesterday because everywhere we went the atmosphere was friendly and the weather was perfect.

My walk over the ridge this morning was quiet and peaceful as I embraced the beautiful countryside in which I live.  It may not have the hills or the sea but it's my patch and I love it.  This looks down towards the woods where I walk and home which is off to the left and the field of peas which I shall enjoy sampling after they've flowered and produced their pods.