The After School Club

When I was eight, which is a very long time ago, Mrs Graves was our teacher in the village school. Mrs Graves was a Do Things person, as well as being pretty with dark hair and a nice smile.
Mrs Graves set up an after school club about which I remember little except that it involved prolonging my exposure to Mrs Graves.
On one of these club events we walked over a few fields doing the things Mrs Graves said we should do and eventually arrived at the place in this picture. Here we paused, sat down, compared notes, and I think had something to eat.
Until now, I had never returned to this place. I had nurtured it in that special section of memory reserved for Super Things. Many places you revisit are something of a disappointment, but not this. It was a happy pilgrimage, a homage to the incomparable Mrs Graves, and her vitality and devotion to her work.

Nikon D2Xs + Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 AI lens.