Colourful gap

Sometimes a person needs to say fuck it and just do something for themselves which is exactly what I did the other day.

It wasn't anything extraordinary really, just a walk in the botanic gardens where the leaves are turning with the seasons as autumn takes hold. It was colourful there, the turning leaves taking the place of flowers and providing a show of their own before they'll eventually fall. Afterwards we went for some lunch and sat there talking eating and drinking coffee for a bit then we went home. Nothing especially exciting really.

It was a nice walk though, restful despite the exertion, and it felt like a nice (colourful) gap slotted between the usually hectic nature of my life.