Mental health day! Called in sick to work (er, my desk in the living room) and heading out to explore a forest trail. 
It’s cold but dry. I might need to invest in mittens.
Distracted from forest trailby a crumbling stairway.
I’m at the bottom of the cliff, surrounded by the bare branches of alder and maple trees. A brook babbles in the distance. The trail leads to the beach and the rusting remains of a volleyball court. There’s no photograph which can do this justice.
And still I try.
Back at the cliff top
I have walked all this way to claim a gym from a Pokemon player called Dubiduu123. Perhaps we will become friends. Perhaps we will become bitter rivals.
The forest beckons but the sun is already low in the sky and I have things to do. It’s time for me to start heading back to the bus stop.
The problem with birch forests is that they don’t really offer a lot of cover for middle-aged women to pee behind.
My bus is stuck. A passenger has been tasked with revving the engine while the driver kicks the tires.
Back safe in Tallinn !
unroll please
