Walking - The Pathway to Healing

The living room couches finally arrived after 'camping out' for just over a month. While it's pure luxury compared to camping chairs, I haven't been sitting on my laurels. Curve balls are no friends of mine, but they keep on bouncing my way. I will tell you more about that some other time, but it involves my older brother, who had some awful mishaps! He lives alone, needed some TLC and a little fattening up, and who better to look after him than his old sister! Who also had a little drama, but that's for another day. What I'm leading up to is that we both had to start hitting the road. By that, I mean going for a walk regularly.

Our route took us from my apartment to the bowling green next to the estate clubhouse and back. My brother was using a crutch when we first started, but was brave enough to leave his crutches at home and walk unaided today. I'd been driving past this little bridge but had no idea where it was leading. There are a couple of gentle hills.