Breathe in the open spaces.
Oh how we loved the woods and the river to do just that.
Space was at a maximum with the minimum of human presence.
It was our own little world, time didn’t matter.
Photo taken January 2018
On the river, the morning mist had a smell all of its own, you could breathe in and be one with nature, it was so clear and crisp away from the towns and traffic.
Photo: Pershore, 6am one September morning 2016
At festival time, you relished in the freedom of the boating life, made new friends, and picked up a few tips. Your nostrils were tantalised with the aroma of BBQ, herbs and spices, hot coffee, doughnuts and if it was a little chilly, wood burners!
Photos: boat festival at Stratford Upon Avon, July 2015
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