A local walk.

My new pain killers are working well so I decided to walk to the chemist to pick up another prescription rather than go by car. On the way back I went a different route and passed this house which I knew was around here somewhere but I don't think I'd noticed the plaque before.

As I was still feeling OK I decided to have a walk round Addiscombe Recreation Ground, which I haven't visited for years because I found it so uninspiring. I wondered if it had changed - or maybe I've changed and I might be able to find something to inspire.

This end of the park certainly wasn't very inspiring at first glance

but I like the patterns the bent wire, old cracked wood and peeling paint make

 

and the colours in the old layers of weather-worn paint 

Some areas were a bit grim

 and I began to think my low opinion of the park hadn't really changed since I last went there.


















As I passed the courts surrounded by wire fences there was a young dad playing football with a toddler. It lifted my spirits to hear the encouragement he was calling out to the youngster.

Then I saw the snowdrops. 

and crocuses 

and they made me smile

There is almost always something beautiful to find if you look for it.

Before I go here's a quick peep at my daily anything-that-grabs-my-attention mini drawings and the weekly something-from-Coombe-Wood drawings. 

Sorry but I appear to be having some issues with layout today - I moved one thing and all sorts of other things moved leaving gaps everywhere - very irritating. 

Thank you very much for joining me.