Hard to believe that this is the same scene for last night's storm. This is just one of the thousands reasons why I love living in the grasslands. It changes every day. Colours, Shapes and scents change sometimes so subtly that it takes me a while to realise it. I just blinked, and the Spring's green is gone. The Grasslands are golden and more enticing than ever.
Sometimes it is a struggle to get there; it's hard to juggle a few hats at the same time and like everyone else, some days I am time poor.
But it feels a bit like Antaeus - every time my feet touch the Grasslands soil, I feel stronger, re-energised and happier.