10 March 18: Colourful walking thoughts

Welcome to the weekend, lovely people.
When I was 13 I walked the Pennine Way with Alfred Wainwright’s book as a guide (I thought of it when I spotted a cluster of his books in @oxfambookshops yesterday, top left). In the process I learned about the sheer delights of OS maps and scaling summits. When I’m stuck at a desk in London, I often immerse myself in the memory of long-distance walking. Sometimes I look at stacks of clouds and imagine they are mountains. Then they scud by and I land back down to life in west London with a bump. I get homesick for mountains but that’s ok: it’s a privilege that comes with having climbed them in the first place.
Martha, The Colour File x