A Path Shared with Friends

There are always up and down days and even on the bleakest day it is good to know that one never treads a path alone. Friends are many and once you start to count their names you see they are as numberless as stars. I don't really like to talk about my family in public, because they are due their private lives. But many of you will have admired already the work of my husband, Richard, Fellow of the Royal Photographic Society, whose images you see in the Needleprint books. Here is one of his images, perhaps more typical for him than his studies of samplers and needlework. Some of you may recognise it as Top Withins, the legendary location of Wuthering Heights. It lies on one of our favourite walks across the moorlands of our home county. It is always special to roam there together across the wide horizons, whether in sunshine or, as here, in rain, to get a sense of our perspective and priorities in life. It is a great yet humbling strength.

Para mí sólo recorrer los caminos que tienen corazón,
cualquier camino que tenga corazón.
Por ahí yo recorro,
y la única prueba que vale es atravesar todo su largo.
Y por ahí yo recorro mirando,
mirando,
sin aliento.
(For me there is only the walking along paths that have heart, any path that has heart, and there I travel, and the only thing that matters is that I traverse its full length. And as I go, I marvel, breathless with wonder.)