I find the early morning mist quite fascinating and the spectacle more than makes up for the tedium of motorway driving. A glance across to rolling hills as the countryside speeds on by and there, hugging the ground, lie low clouds masking every fine detail of terrain, as if pretending to be a whole series of vast lakes connected by uphill flowing rivers. The beauty of the first heaven normally visited only when flying has come down to display it’s secret mystery and I love it.
And I’m on holiday again… back in Deal. This place has become more like a second home than a holiday destination though, especially as it holds few of the normal seaside attractions being relatively unspoilt and rarely busy. But this time I’m not alone as my son and one daughter with her husband and two children promise good company and a very different experience from last month. We’re on a campsite, although only my daughter and family are actually in a tent which is now an experience I’ve consigned to history. The comforts of a modern motorhome have quite easily grown on me and would be hard to give up. But I had my first accident in many years today… at 5.30am and half asleep I reversed all of two feet on my driveway and very gently but most annoyingly hit my house and slightly damaged my bumper. I forgot it was there, silly man!
It’s non-stop with grand-children though and that will surely take my mind off things. Jane had a ‘Be Mine’ Teddy Bear we kept in the motorhome alongside a suitcase carrying Paddington Bear, and they kept the little ones occupied for a while… cause nana can’t play with them anymore.
Psalm 121:1-2 ‘I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. (NLT)
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