Sundays Unplugged
The coast was calling and I had to go
Today I just want to unplug.
I’ve just returned from hiking across one of the largest sand dunes in Europe, lucky me, the dunes are only 30 minutes drive from where I live. The ridgebacks loved it and on a sunny autumn Sunday, it is the most stunning backdrop for a dog walk. Where coast meets country, horses gallop along the beach, lifeguards train and the pure fresh air makes you take a much needed deep breathe.
On the drive home, via the most delightful farm shop, I decided that I’m going to spend some time in the garden, wash the car and stay well away from my digital devices. The challenge to detach myself from the pending notifications is a formidable one, but I know it holds the promise of a restorative experience.
Thank goodness for all the journals and books I have stacked up. I have plenty of publications to read and blank pages to complete, enough to fill a 1000 Sundays! This makes for the perfect sanctuary away from the torrent of digital dialogues.
So I’m going to pause on …