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I'd like to say wherever I was is my favourite place - if we truly live in the moment that would be true. And right next to the dog (which is where I am now)  is indeed lovely.  But especially lovely is a particular path near my parents. It has such a wonderful combination of delightful things - the view of the pike,  sheep,  trees,  running water,  solitude,  stones, logs,  sky. Greens, greys and blues. It's easy to feel content. Considering it is part of the pennine way I'm surprised I never see people on it.
Walking the pennine way is still the only thing on my bucket list,  tho my mum's exuberance in describing her visit to an ice hotel means I might add that too.