It is ten days exactly since I shared photos from a Walk in the Evening in Alvechurch. Tonight, I was tidying up the kitchen after supper and getting ready to spend an hour doing housework, when Brenda popped upstairs and said, "D'you want to come for a walk Mum?" and then, seeing my torn look, "Oh, no, don't worry."
"No, no, I'm coming," I said, "I can do this when I get back. I need the exercise."
I put on my shoes and grabbed my camera even though the light was fading fast; Brenda grabbed Molson. We stepped out into a beautiful evening with the faintest of breezes sighing and rustling in the treetops although the leaves were barely moving. I thought of a windy walk on this past weekend when the treetops had sounded like an ocean storm with crashing, rushing breakers.
The sun turned these trees to burnished gold.
It's routine; Sidney sits on his lawn and Molson says "hello."
Long, straight streets. So spacious after the compact lawns and streets of Alvechurch.
The house in the photo below used to be the Bond Head post office. I had a post office in my Alvechurch evening walk too.
We are on the home stretch here!