I certainly don't feel 66, whatever that feels like. I am grateful for the moments of silence of the wind in the trees, the birds chatting away to each other, to the tiny caterpillar seeking it's destiny.
In this place, I can be peaceful. I need to hold that close. I am too often distracted by the world, and, to be frank, the world is a bit of a shit show at the moment. Democracy is being eroded in our neighbour to the south, and people are divided, and lack care for their neighbours and friends, and family. The Internet is the place to flourish, or die. Too many of us, myself included spend too much time there. It's is not a real place, but it is our new reality. Heaven help us. This from an atheist.
