It doesn’t always feel obvious, but there was a reason why we moved out to the New Forest all those years ago.
Today it was grey all morning, so we went out and did the grocery shopping. It had brightened up by the time we had finished so we stopped at one of our old haunts on the way home. We were just outside the village of Wood Green, just a few miles from home. I used to enjoy these views every time I went out on my bike.
Mister Bump 
Lovely. I can’t see them, but I love my old haunts too.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The reason it was a bog deal was because I haven’t been up there since the stroke. Slowly but surely I am getting old things back. We went out shopping in a town called Ringwood yesterday, and there, I think I’ve only been there once since… I used to go there a couple of times per week.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s lovely to get some old things back again isn’t it. I just wish I could SEE mine lol
LikeLike
I was told that my eyesight won’t improve too. But I swear it has.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Mine has just got worse and worse. The other day all I could see wass black. It’s scary. I didn’t know where the devik I was. Was trying to get through a door in my wheelchair but couldn’t. Bearly drove down some steps. Normally I can just about see shapes vaguely.
LikeLiked by 1 person