Hello! I'm back, but I won't tell you all about it tonight, tomorrow it will have to be. I can show you why it was exactly what I needed though:
Simple, restful, fresh air living
...with happy people doing the same thing, in the sun. See you tomorrow!
This post will take a bit of scrolling methinks! All photos are of the area around Brockwood where I walk, all of places and trees I love. I don't know what you think, but cropped like this the photos become a whole new experience for me, it's almost like I'm in them watching it all. See what you find!
Hey - you made it to the end! Thanks for dropping by, all of you, I really appreciate it. :)
It is raining again.
Good enough reason to make an apple crumble.
For the moment I'm sewing voile curtains for the boy students' rooms in the cloisters. Their living quarters are called the cloisters because it's a building with an open central square with lawn, trees and a pond. The 30 odd rooms all face in towards this and there are covered walkways all the way around to the doors. The walls facing inwards are all window so they need a thin curtain to complement the thick one, just so you can have some privacy but not keep out the light. That's what I'm making, as some need replacing. It's a lot of fabric...
On a completely different note: butterflies.
I like this little bird-like piece of wood I found on a walk the other day. Not sure what to do with it yet so it just follows me around in my bag for the moment.
I just came back from a long walk now. I think I'm the happiest when I walk, or at least the most at peace. I am exactly where I want to be, moving along. When the sun shines and the breeze is warm it's bliss. This time I went along the Green lane, as we call it, it's just a track through the fields and woods but it's flanked by trees all the way. That's the path I usually go around every weekday after lunch. I took the path down towards Warnford and shot this picture of the horse paddock before I was too deep into the woods.
Ahem. Should have taken me wellies... We had a little accident slipping into a puddle.
The path was so muddy it took me twice as long to walk, having to navigate across the puddles to either this side of the track or that, but I must say the mud makes the most delightful squelchy sounds under one's feet. I'm well aware how lucky we are here though, with hardly any flooding at all compared to some parts of Britain. Even I grew tired of the puddles in the end so I began walking the edge of the field instead, I loved the view.
In Warnford I cooled my feet in the stream - so clear! My toes didn't look exactly the way I remembered them though. Afterwards I walked around on the grass for a while, I've hardly walked barefoot at all this summer.
They grow watercress in waterfilled pools along the edge of the park. I should eat more of the stuff, seeing how local it is.
I always stop on the little bridge where this photo was taken from, I like watching the water flowing and whirling.
Mostly I veer off homewards by now, taking the old railway line track towards West Meon, but today I decided to go further, up and up and up the hill. I never know how long a walk will be when I leave home, I just decide each time I reach a fork in the road.
The view from the road up towards Old Winchester Hill is stunning, this picture doesn't do it justice. I'll have to take you there sometime to see it for yourself. You can see so far and wide, all the hills, trees and fields.
I stopped and had a little rest at the top, leaning against a gate and watching the view and the sheep. The sun sifting through the leaves of the trees. I could have walked on to Old Winchester Hill now, but I felt like going home. My camera ran out of battery here so I'll have to show you a picture of the Hill some other time. It has remains of an ancient settlement on it and what you can see is a mound going all the way around the top of the hill.
Oh, it was nice going downhill after that! Even better, I found the first ripe blackberries and had a handful. That was my walk, took about four hours I think. Wish you could tell me where you go walking and what you see! Do you like walking?
Anne Marie recently reminded me how much I like autumn. We're not even out of July yet, I know! But still, I was inspired to go out and find some colours, if not autumn colours then just rich, deep, earthy colours like these reds, oranges and yellows. Actually, there are already some harbingers of autumn too, like apples and pears that are ripening now.
Apart from apples and pears there are plums on the way, a few elderberries that I've seen, the figs outside our bedroom window, raspberries still and damsons along the roads. The grapes in the rose garden are probably quite plump already too, must remember to look.
The mullberries are beginning to turn dark and I'm looking forward to having a few, only a few, but plenty of juice running down my fingers because I really can't help it.
We passed a blue field on our walk yesterday. Honest!
See?
Borage in English : Gurkört in Swedish.
Wishing you dappled sunlight, warm breezes and blue skies. I'll be back soon.
Have you ever been inside a poppy?
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