If you want to travel from North Edge to the valley meadows, there are only two ways…
From her elevation, Margaret let her wrists go limp in their ropes, her head relaxed back against the upright post of the cross.
The view was majestic, but from that height anything would be.
My mind re-played the telephone call on a loop and my feet – neglected – had to fend for themselves.
My dream begins the way it always begins, with me scrambling up the rocky hill.
This week’s Elephant Image is “The View” by David Wynne.
I love the view from here.