Obeying the Signs

The last few weeks I've been empty - shattered from my final essay work for my Open University course, a touch of the Brian Kennedy post-concert Blues, worn-out from mental health assessments for my continuing depression and binge eating, and I also have shingles at the moment which I half expected as I've usually come down with shingles when I've been dealing with my childhood issues - 4 times in 11 years, so far. Rarely do I get many spots but I get terrible tingles on my arms, chest, soles of feet and face, so I've been trying to build myself back up from the emptiness I've felt.

Thursday I decided to go for a walk. I'm not contagious with shingles, but usually it drains my energy, and I felt the need for cold air against the skin. So armed with my camera, I took a walk around a local lakeside, to see what appeared that crispish morning. I decided to obey the signs and walk a while, stopping and staring, as the pictures below show. So as you look at this small selection, think about obeying these signs, and sit a while with me... :)

(There's a lakeside miniature railway and the signs are to do with that, but why rush with views like that on a beautiful, clear day :) ) xx