I'm pretty sure that inspiration is mostly about recognising what's right there in front of you.
Today we went on a walk through a little cemetery called Greenwood. It's just around the corner from the Pixie house. The family who owned our home many years ago are buried there.
I've always loved cemeteries. They are filled with quiet and calm. They are a very good places for thinking... and finding. Even today, damp and dreary, we found inspiration.
