Last Night, I Got The Urge To Walk Awhile!:)

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I haven't had much time for walking lately, but last night was my son and daughter-in-law's Wedding Anniversary. Naturally, their grandmothers who are left, are quite elderly now, and taking this into consideration, my daughter-in-law wanted to get us all together for a meal... four generations. So, we went off to the Harvester pub in Haywards Heath, which is in a big park, called Beech Hurst... ten of us, in total. We all had a great meal... I had Chicken Maryland, which was delicious, and then, Di's Mum decided she'd like to walk around the park, which we did. We set off down the footpath, and then turned up through the Rose Walk, which is lined and covered with posts, with roses and climbers growing up them. Either side of the path are beds of flowers and benches, where you can sit awhile, taking in the aroma of the various flowers. We ambled slowly through there, spying a naughty bunny, who had burrowed under the fencing and strayed onto the bowling lawn. lol. There'll be a few crooked woods bowled next time they play there! All around the park, there's a miniature steam train track. I sat for a while on a bench here, which was dedicated to a little nine year old boy, who had loved trains, but now was watching them from above. Beautiful sentiments, I thought. I sat here and surveyed the beautiful view to the South Downs. There are trees all around the park, but there was a break to the south-east, and the surrounding trees opened up to give a framed view in that direction. In the foreground, the red roofs of houses, and in the background, the dramatic undulating South Downs, appearing dark green in the fading light. It was sunset, and as the sun sunk in the west, the downs grew darker... fascinating Rest taken, we wandered over the railway bridge, to the other side of the track, and around the two bowling greens. Guys were playing tennis in the courts, so the constant ping of tennis ball on racket could be heard, as well as cries from the players. It was a beautiful night... blue sky and a very light breeze, but warm, and balmy. From there, we walked around the perimeter of the part, which is dotted with benches, thank goodness! I had the opportunity to sit every now and again. Then, little Lauren asked me to go to the play park with her. She wanted a swing and there were four older girls on there, just hanging out, not really swinging. So I went and asked if they'd mind her having a swing. I sat here and surveyed the park... people were sitting on the grass reading books, kids were playing "tag" or french cricket and adults were sitting on the patio, taking a drink which they'd bought from the pub. Echos of voices range out in the still, evening air, at dusk, and I felt calm, and happy. This was only a short walk, but it reminded me how I love to walk, and how I really must make some time to do so before Winter arrives. Do you all like to walk every now and again, or regularly? Do you like to take in the scenery of the countryside, and watch what people like to do in the evening? How about sunsets... what are your stories about those? I find it all a welcome break from routine, in a the calming and wondrous world of Mother Nature.