The Marches

I was on the welsh borders this weekend around the Forest of Dean. It is an absolutely gorgeous part of the world, with wooded vallies rolling like waves into England from the black mountains.

I left my computer alone for the weekend, preferring to enjoy the 14th birthday of my daughter without any distractions from the cyber realm. In fact my daughter is one of the few children who enjoys a reasonably computer free existence. There is one in the house, but she prefers books and the magical realms of literature to the world wide web.

Everything in small doses.

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