It’s beautiful like walking through a painting.

I’ve missed my walkies . I need it as I need the air I breathe . It’s the only time when my mind is cleared. All the stress and worries just dissipate into thin air .

The other side of the river. A golf course. 

From the river looking back where I’ve come from. 

Looks like it’s someone’s favourite park too.

Despite the power lines it’s still my favourite park.

Today I chatted to the locals. Usually it’s just a nod to acknowledge each other or a hello. Today they all wanted to talk.