Potteric Carr made me very happy for a whole morning. And some. In fact I'm still a bit happy now. It's a nature reserve. And is nearly on my doorstep. Well about 8ish miles away. But I'd never been. I was lured there by easter egg painting. Not for me. I at least pretended it was for my little daughter. It's the most beautiful, tranquil space. Yet it's at the side of both the M18 and the East Coast Mainline. I think that made it feel even more special, hidden, safe. We had a lovely time, Little Daughter and me. She took me round. Not her first time. Just mine. She whispered (in case we frightened the wildlife). We hid in the hides. Took photos. Sketched. Painted eggs. Had a lovely time. And now, as ever, my mind is buzzing with ideas.
