After a day's walk everything has twice its usual value.
~George Macauley Trevelyan
This was taken on a walk with Dixie.
It's a small clearing behind what used to be the rose garden. There are no roses but there are trees and lovely park benches and the remains of flint walls. We walk through the rose garden and past the allotments to a large field which is a habitat for all sorts of wildlife.
On either side of the field are overgrown woods. The woods are actually our favourite. Well, my favourite, but Dixie seems to like it a lot, as well. But before we get to the allotments or the field or the wood is this small clearing. I always stop and look because it is so very quiet and peaceful there.
Just standing there makes me stop... stop thinking, stop worrying, stop trying to understand. To me it is clearly a place of grace. I wonder if I am the only one who feels this. I wonder if perhaps it is merely my place of grace.
Grace is the absence of everything that indicates pain or difficulty, hesitation or incongruity.
~William Hazlitt (British Writer, best known for his humanistic essays. 1778-1830)