I’m stood in the courtyard of a church, rooted to one spot. Surprised and in awe. The morning sun yawns through the leaves of an unruly bush behind me and there directly opposite the moon hangs high above the church’s roof, defiant against the starting day. “I found it.” I think and let out a small laugh. I ignore the looks of the commuters striding across the courtyard. Their flustered look as they have to veer around me, as I refuse to move from my spot. And it is mine now. I can claim it, but I’ll share it with you. For any challenger who can find their way here, only at this hour, only on a day like this. A sacred spot halfway between the sun and the moon.
Day 100 #100happydays: Capture. Write. Publish.
I can't leave it at 59,586 words, can I?!
An update on Aubrey and Daddy - a Hi success story perhaps?
Day 94 #100happydays: Men at work
Day 93 #100happydays: Final week
I will miss the elegance of this place
Day 92 #100happydays: Shiny
Day 89 #100happydays: Fast cars
Day 88 #100happydays: Brambling