in the middle of nowhere

Another lush green spot.


Well, sort of. In fact, I am in the industrial part of Preston, and this trail is just meters away from some big factories and a lot of delivery trucks. I started working out here (in a studio, not the great outdoors) yesterday, in a new, permanent job. Maybe not the most exciting part of town, but this bit is pretty cool. It is good to make the most of things.


This scenic haven is just down a little hill, and I am almost knee deep in grass with 270 degree views of, well, country side. Birds, flowers, butterflies, even blue dragon flies... it's a lovely place to have lunch.

see, my feet and ankles are hidden

Today, rain was forecast, so I bought my multi-tasking umbrella-parasol (brolly-sol?) along, to keep the sun off in the middle of the day and the possible rain off when going home.

visible again, in my vintage lace ups

I am, at last, also reading more again. After months of wanting nothing but lite 'n' fluffy (too much time alone does that to you), I am finally working up to something a little more... involved. Hemingway for now. Border Trilogy, here I come...

vintage dress and shoes
witchery cardigan, boston brolly-sol
thrifted belt


music isobel campbell and mark lanegan revolver