One Step at a Time

There’s a ‘keen breeze’ on the moor today, according to a Scotsman I ran into.  In other words, it’s blowing a flippin’ gale.

Out walking with Joss, I struggled to stay upright.  Every step was a mammoth effort.  I longed to reach home; to be inside, in a place of calm.

How to get there?  

One dogged step at a time.  The same as always.

No matter how distant the goal, how daunting the journey.

It's always one step at a time.

Comments

[Tracy]

WOW... great image, Helen! Hop Joss doesn't blow away! It's been the same here, since yesterday such terrible wind and now it's raining. Not much of a spring so far, as it's been dull and chilly--waiting for the real deal to kick in. ;o) Happy Week ((HUGS))

[jeand]

A particularly good shot - you can almost feel the wind in your hair.