Coming home from work yesterday there were major roadwords where I usually pull off the road to sit and take in the scene. I knew I wouldn't enjoy stopping with all that activity around me, so carried on thinking about where else I could go for my daily dose of beauty. It's been ages since I last went out to Portland to take in the sights and that's where my instincts lead me. At a T in the road, instead of turning left down towards the beach I turned right up towards a quarry, a road I have never been up before. It just lead to the quarry and I had to turn around, but then I stopped and looked down over the harbour, from a different angle to my usual stopping place.
Sitting there I started to think about next Friday's Shoot out with Roads and Pathways as the topic. Being me I got it wrong and thought about roads and tracks and thought about my route home that would take me past railway tracks, so I went the long way home.
By then I had 'the wanders" and drove along every side road I hadn't driven before. I know when I do this I will always be rewarded and, sure enough, down a little side road I discovered this beautiful little valley with my beloved mountains in the background:
And then it just got better. Right beside the road were the first lambs I have seen this year.
Finally content, I went home.