The down side of being self-employed is that you are dealing with questions on your iPhone at 6.00am in the morning and checking the balances at 10.30pm at night. And packing, photographing, buying, listing and researching seven days a week.
Not really a down-side if you enjoy it though. And the upside is that if you get up one morning and see the sun shining in the garden heralded by a new poppy...
...you can jump in the van and take everyone up to Watership Down. Just like Robert Frost's Lone Striker, although he didn't have a Berlingo.
I took a few pictures on the way and it struck me how the same place can look completely different across time. The atmosphere, the mood, the feelings conjured up. Here is a picture taken there in November 2005 when I was still a wage slave employee and proctologist* :
And here is the same view but with a slightly different angle taken this morning:
I still prefer the first picture but much prefer the viewpoint of today. As the great Ansell Adams once said, "A good photograph is knowing where to stand". That probably applies to life as well if you are lucky enough to be able to take that vital decision.
(*dealing with arses all day long)