Torwoodlee
26th January 2016
I climbed up the Langshaw road above Torwoodlee looking up the road to the snowy hills I'd just come through in the bus.
The colours were saturated; as was the ground, it took a long tense time after I'd drawn for two hours, to get down without ending up sliding down on my rear...
And then it was getting dark, so I walked to Gala, and met the same bus and the same bus driver on the outskirts. He stopped and remembered me because I'd forgotten to take my ticket ... so a happy outcome.
The colours were saturated; as was the ground, it took a long tense time after I'd drawn for two hours, to get down without ending up sliding down on my rear...
And then it was getting dark, so I walked to Gala, and met the same bus and the same bus driver on the outskirts. He stopped and remembered me because I'd forgotten to take my ticket ... so a happy outcome.