new eyes
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.” Marcel Proust
But I confess I love travel to see new things.. well generally but my last trip has me return with a stinking cold, losing my purse and mobile phone due to tiredness. I’m grumpy and ill. I cannot wait for January to depart. Time to make another cup of tea.
Oh dear, I hope things perk up.
So do I ! still knackered and lying about the house in alternative heaps! but crocheting inbetween.