Day 3 of my pics with associated crazy stories……..
So here I was, standing there, at the foot of The Path. Whatever they tell you about a bright light, it’s all wrong, you just get “plonked” here. I look around and can only assume that this countryside like environment means I must have ticked the right boxes. I don’t see fire, it’s not dark, there are no mysterious noises. Quite the contrast, lovely sunny weather, I can hear some birds singing, there’s a slight rustle of the leaves.
But I am guessing, assuming…I start walking The Path, there is suddenly activity either side. On my left, I notice the pleasant memories of my life, times I helped others, received help myself, fun times. I dare not look to the right, those were not happy times, I was wrong, I was wronged.
As I continue to walk, I am guessing if the left falls short of what’s on the right, I might be in trouble. I have frozen now, unable to walk, suddenly I don’t want to know. What’s at the end of this path?
*Image taken at Hellingdon Lakes Hotel, Northamptonshire.