Beyond the confines of Penrhyn Castle walls is
I took a break from class at lunchtime and some strides outside replenished my storehouse with good things I like to take in when I can, as often as I can. A shiny sun split high clouds from minute to minute and a red-winged ladybird crossed my hand as I walked talking to myself in my head.
I knelt to look at bluebells as I saw them bowing back to me with freshness. It’s hard to find something so lovely as the blue of a bluebell, but then I saw other colours in leaves just as lovely in colour,but different lovely. Textures and shapes united in perfect symmetry, held in asymmetry and a harmony no man could ever arrange yet many claim.