freedom is never so dear than when it could easily be lost. The freedom of
the open road often taken for granted. But each morning heading out of
Cardiff to Margam I pass the jostling stressed out commuters going INTO
town. Queuing dutifully in their daily well rehearsed ritual. Not for me
though. What a wonderful peaceful drive this morning. The warm glow of the
autumn sun cascading pools of colour across the bay. The mist drifting
enchantingly upon the river and vale. An open road that invites me to relax
and ponder how good life is.
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