Anyway it was a full moon the night when the police closed the M62 motorway between Milnrow in Lancashire, and Huddersfield in Yorkshire.
You know snow is really all embracing in the moonlight, especially when highlighted by the flashing blue sirens of the traffic controllers in pursuit.
The past is the past, is the past, is the past, is the past; meaning that we have a choice of what to remember, what to relive, what to let fade-away.
A new future is what we can think of to create, it is what we may imagine
our positive, compassionate thoughts can propel us towards a new life.
Living in the moment of each moment we can still have one eye on what is good for us, what nourishes our mind and body, what feeds our souls.
What better place to contemplate on such a thing than on the vast open
high-grounds, on the snow engulfed moors and mountains of middle England.
