the bus stop....
|A bus stop in reflection...|
Three mornings a week, my son, our dog Tika...and I set off to the bus stop to wait for the school bus.
It would seem an ordinary occurrence. But for me it is not, it is special. I have taken to bringing along my camera, taking photos with each visit, to mark the moment, record the sights, remember the pleasure of being with my son as we sit in the bus stop...waiting...and talking. We talk of this and that, what happened yesterday, what is on for the day and sometimes we just sit peacefully, together, with Tika nuzzling in between us. It all happens in just a few minutes, but they are precious ones to me.
Once my son is safely behind the school bus doors, Tika and I set out into the woods. A heavy fog has been sitting on Surrey these past few mornings. I half expected Sherlock Holmes and his dear Watson to come tumbling out of the forest this morning...there was a moment....
I then turned to the rising fog and mist around us... in colour.
I walk in these woods every day, I have collected endless photos,
in all types of weather. I wonder if I will ever tire of them..
maybe some day, but not yet.
As to the photo at the top of this post,
it is our bus stop....in reflection.. :)
Thinking of those of you who are busy planning, cooking,
and decorating for your Thanksgiving meal. It is hard to think
about anything else. For me, all I could manage was the bus stop....:)
Best wishes to one and all!!