First time in a long while, Bushy Park was quiet when I walked in there. It might have been because it was still very early, it might have been because the weather wasn't very inspiring for people to go out. But no matter what it was, I was finally able to enjoy a few moments on my own.
I wasn't sure what I was looking for, I just enjoyed being able to put one foot in front of the other. These days it is a rare commodity. When a random passer-by asked me what it is that I was hoping for, I couldn't help but answer "nothing in particular, just enjoying the walk". I don't always have to have an aim or a picture in mind. Quite often I come back with nothing but a nice memory of a morning in the fresh air. That morning though, everything came together, when I noticed a fallen tree and the details that made it a little bit special.
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