Friday, May 8

We have taken Shanti for a walk. She usually walks longer if we both go with her.

We walk down to the path that runs alongside the main highway. It has a hidden valley between the path and the road. What looks like a small rise to shield the path from the road actually consists of two rises.

I remember when the girls and I discovered this shortly after we moved in. I walk up to check my memory has not fooled me. The valley exists as I remember it.

I take a photograph looking up towards the path where Irma and Shanti wait. From where I stand it looks as though a magic wooden railway operates there.