Heaven is.....

I understand the thrill of walking in the countryside as we do so often on the lovely Malvern hills. We can't hear the traffic but can hear and see some wonderful birds, one very rare one! Apparently we can see 17 counties but I need an expert to tell me which they are.

I always go with one or more friends so it is good to chat while we are walking. Sometimes DH drops us at one end of the hills and we call him when we want to be collected from however far we have walked. No, don't think we will ever move from here.

I was sitting in park this morning watching my twin grandchildren playing on the zip-wire and with a few dog walkers in the distance. The sun was shining and it was heavenly. We were just off a main road but we could have been in the depths of the countryside. The only downside was that the car park gates had been locked for fear of travellers/gypsies. They are a very real problem in this area where there has been a murder recently of a Nepalese mother of 3 from Arborfield Garrison who was out walking her dog alone at 6pm. So No Greatnan my idea of heaven is not the same as yours. To be out alone and get lost would send me into a panic though you obviously live in a very beautiful and healthy environment which is much safer than mine and you are very brave.

Just thought of another lovely thing about walking our hills, everyone says 'hello'

I am not brave - there is nothing to fear in the mountains (apart from getting lost but I always manage to find my way home!) I very rarely meet anybody, but when I do, they always bid me 'Bonjour'.
Everybody will have their own idea of heaven - I would love to hear about other people's.

The Gloria from the B - Mass

Mine's reclining in the garden with a book on a sunny afternoon, dog snoozing at my side, just the sound of insects and birds, and maybe a lawnmower in the distance.....zzzzzzzzz.....heaven

Should this be in Religion and Spirituality....?

Oh! surely not Ana, this is a thread about heaven on earth, what we find really enjoyable, and our own personal heaven. People will often describe food as heavenly, nothing to do with Religion and Spirituality, just an expression of delight at something.

Yawn

A moment of heaven I still recollect from 36+ years ago was the friendly maternity ward of Westminster Hospital on a sunny Sunday morning, all peaceful, baby DD (2) sleeping contentedly in her crib, nothing hurting and looking forward to seeing DD1 in the afternoon to meet her little sister for the first time. It was almost tangible.

MiceElf why did you say that? If the thread is boring just leave it but it is a shame to imply that the OP and all subsequent posters are boring. I just ignore threads which don't interest me as to say so might be seen to demean those who do find them interesting.

Gracesmum - you have brought back such a wonderful memory, of seeing my first baby's face and falling in love with her. So much joy, it almost hurt! (50 years later, I get the same feeling when she meets me at Nelson airport!)

I am quite sure that the yawn was in response to the nit picking about which topic to choose for the thread - as if it makes any difference!

It was a joke, Greatnan, although I should have realised it would be misinterpreted.

According to the Rev Sydney Smith, wasn't heaven 'eating foi gras to the sound of trumpets'?

Foie not foi, *feetle - that would put it in "Religion and Spirituality"

Moved you obviously failed to notice that I put a contribution up thread. The thread isn't boring, but nit picking is.

Yes I did fail to notice, sorry!

As I said....

Shall I write out 100 times "I must give GN more of my time and proper attention"?

Ego te absolve

Absolvo. Before the next person jumps to correct.

Didn't take long for the snake to enter the Garden of Eden (snake = the spirit of dissent, not an individual I hasten to add).

Sitting in the not too hot garden watching many bees humming around my plants, drinking first and only cup of coffee of the day with a wholemeal biscuit, Kindle propped up on Kindle holder, Basil my pet rabbit deep in the undergrowth, cat lazing by my side, looking forward to seeing grandchildren early tomorrow morning.