Another Little Back Street.
I am saving this picture to produce a large painting from on my easel on my return home. So much atmosphere in this little street.
As I sit here this morning I am surrounded by birdsong and the sounds of people going about their life and the chores associated with caravan and motorhome living. It is wonderful almost a symphony of sound.
My hearing is very good and I am thankful for that, in fact all of my senses are good and that is something to rejoice in. I am though often accused of selective hearing by friends. "Yes you heard what I said you chose not to listen."
This reminds me of another tale.