I'm not sure where this writing is going...but for now it is what it is...

...for it's kind of about where we live, the beautiful Sid Valley and the hills beyond. It's about the sea and the timeless wild-ness of the shoreline... and its about the power of the sea. It drew us here and it holds us here...

...and of course it's about donkeys. Today, donkeys live in their thousands here, high on the hill in the Sanctuary. Their singing brays are echos of donkeys that lived here long ago hauling salt, carrying harvests gathered and following donkey paths back to the sea...


Saturday 16 July 2011

A lesson in joyfulness


Hector’s favourite walk is around 10-acre field and across to the willow beds.  Once we reach the grassy track he’ll give an excited little buck and then set off at a canter, ears pricked forward, eager to see what’s new in the world this week.  Every now and then he’ll stop to inspect the hedgerows, or he’ll study the many memorials that line the pathways.  If there are donkeys in the neighbouring paddocks – Hector will always stop to say hello.

Hector loves his walks – and Phil and I love them too.  Hector is teaching us that no matter how old or how arthritic we may become, life is still full of fun and joyfulness, with places to explore and new friends to meet along the way.

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