Early brisk walk through woods displaying yellows and browns in preparation for stripping back to the bark ... morning engagement with Peter, fellow philosopher and regular blog reader, one of a select band of four or five and always encouraging the effort ...
Afternoon wander to the village co-op reveals long lost friends heading soon for new life in Portugal, then Gillian, local Angel of the community ... on the street another community activist, Jean for a few words before a visit to Marjorie, elder friend having small crisis and a visit from paramedic prescribing antibiotics and statins to ward off chest infection ... and under the care of Geraldine, another community volunteer, a retired nurse ... all of which affirms the sense of home, albeit 500 miles north of the childhood one ...
Temperature outside takes noticeably chilly turn, inside heating system keeps it cosy and house feeling very homely for now ... no thoughts of flying south just yet ...
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