I swapped sitting at home feeling sorry for myself this weekend to a weekend of discovering my hometown by foot. It seems walking has become one of my favourite weekend things to do. One foot in front of the other. Repeat. Ove the dog on the leash faithfully next to me. To him every new street corner and cobbled pavement is an adventure. New smells and new experiences. New fragments of the city I call home. As we walk we stop for an occasional coffee or three with a new friend or old. Some of our encounters I’ve captured with my iPhone.
Ulrika/ who is planning to embark a bit of redecorating in the flat anytime soon. The plan is to turn the bedroom into a walk in closet/studio. And what today is my walk in closet will be a bedroom full of mindfulness.