Acts of deliberate notice

By Yaviere

Belles bells

"I want to show you a secret place," my husband said, as we set off on our walk this sunny evening. 

He took me down roads I knew, leading to places special but not that special. And then we turned off, crossed a stile, crossed another stile, and arrived in a sea of bluebells. So many I thought I could swim in them. 

I realised then how long it has been since I explored somewhere new close to home. And how many special, secret places can be waiting just around the corner.

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