Yesterday I returned to my special place, where Inhad tried to walk Rhea other day. This time I went up the path in my wheelchair, as, if I managed to get to where Ivwanted to be – the door of the little church – I wanted to sit for a while as I used to do. The peace round that side of the church is incredible, and in fact, there is what S called a Quiet Garden there. Only it isn’t really a garden. It is a little wild, and there is a seat there beyond the trees from which you can see way into the distance. Way into the beyond, maybe.
I am not able to get there as it is over some rough ground where there are lots of beautiful trees. However, Ivdonlove to just sit on the path and enjoy the peace’s. No one usually disturbs me as not many people go there anyway.
Yesterday I landed in the mud! Although blind, if the sun shines in my eyes, I am in trouble! It was shining yesterday! I could not tell where I was at all, and, as Ivwas trying to round the corner of the building, My wheelchair (a powered one) suddenly came to a stop! It was also grinding, rather. I had no idea what had happened but my wheelchair just would not ove!
My husband was waiting in the car, and I yelled at the top of my voice. It took a while for him to her me. I wondered how long I was going to be stuck there!
In the end, did manage to make him hear me, and he came and pulled me out. I had accidentally gone onto the grass which was rather muddy – and got stuck!
Still, I heard some good birdsong whilst I was stuck in the mud!