I like to go for walks at my parents’ place.
Can you tell why?
This place was made for exploring.
And there is good company to see them with!
What a dog, that BellaBeast.
I notice things, on my walks.
Up North the trees are not so red, nor the green so warm. They are dark and stark, or grey and willowy.
These ones are nice, too.
There have been some changes since I was last here,
something about the colour of things.
But even when a few things look different, there are always a few familiar things to be found.
And do you know what?
Even if I’m only at this home rather intermittently, and I often see differences and I do love the North,
I rather like it here too.