Park in Cheltenham in December, reminiscent of the late autumn of life.

Growing old can feel quite depressing at times as the inevitable aches and pains and moments of forgetfulness start to build and begin to limit our activities.  But, as with so many things in life, there are compensations if we know where to find them.

Being retired and having more time on our hands allows us the opportunity to just observe more of the world around us in all it’s beauty and variety.  People-watching in the town centre or seeing the sun-lit autumn leaves glowing in the park all bring their own entertainment.  

I never thought I would be that old man on a bench watching the ducks for hours on end; but who knew what a blessing it can be?

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