Swings

I had an irresistable urge at about 5:48 this morning to get up and go for a walk. Those of you who know me REALLY well will not be surprised by this.

I love the early morning; it's so peaceful and beautiful - the world just looks different. I used to go for early morning walks all the time back in Arthur; our new house is not conveniently located for this activity unfortunately. I've also been known to sneak out in the very early morning when I'm staying at someone else's place...or even hostels in Athens.

I found a swing set in town; haven't swung for a long time either. Too bad I wore my new black leather coat and gloves - with the rest of my ensemble consisting of brown cords, sneakers, and knitted cap I probably could have passed for a 12 year old otherwise!

Not sure why I felt this way today...going back to my roots before I embark on my next journey? I wonder if there will be good swings where I end up...?