We visited a lady yesterday, an artist friend of mine, who lives on a cliff top in an old Coastguard's cottage. She made my wife and I a pot of tea and some fresh coffee, and she chatted as warmly as the sunshine blazing through the windows into the bright conservatory where we sat. I felt so comfortable and relaxed there I could have stayed for days!
She showed us her paintings, dynamic, full of colour, warmth and human humour. The smell of linseed oil was strong. Her old dog wagged it's tail for us, as we left to walk back up the steep hillside behind in the late afternoon sunshine.
The simplest meetings, and most basic sensory pleasures, such as wind in your hair, sun on your face or aromatic drink in your mouth, are often the best moments in life, ones which open doors to a brighter future.
No photographs today, but hopefully there is now a picture in your mind?
