Monday, 3 August 2015


The honeysuckle threads its way through the hedgerows making the air around it sweet and luscious. This is a favourite part of my morning walk - this hedge is thick, its depth is least the length of my arm, there is a stream under the hedge running alongside the road at this point and in the autumn there are mushrooms growing in the grassy verge. This stretch is about a mile from home and it's part of my daily walk (unless of course I choose to walk to the lake) and it's just beautiful. The landscape is gentle, there's no traffic and the dogs and I amble along with only bird flutterings and the odd whirring of smaller insect wings for company. 

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