Tranquility – away from life, a chance to contemplate ones navel
This is not a grand place, it’s not a smart place, but it’s our village pond.
There are a two bench seats and a constant flow of people visiting the pond.
There is one chap (N) who regularly visits it and clears away unthoughtful visitors rubbish.
The pond does have fish – shock horror – yes fish, including over a dozen rather large gold fish.
I have sat here looking towards the tennis courts without being disturbed by anyone and enjoyed the near seclusion.
The view from my eye alone 