The light is lovely on this cold night, around me an ancient culture sleeps. Dark shadows offer a glimpse in the past. Yet it is a multitude of bright red lights, interspersed with just as many white and straw coloured one that have caught my attention. They have carried me back to a time before humanity roamed the world in motor cars. Such a different time. The path turns and I am greeted by glowing church windows. Home at Last..
Footnotes.. the above is an account of my late night walk with my elderly dog Robbie .. I am frustrated by a cold, please forgive my sluggishness at commenting.