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“Uncle Simon, why is there a goat on top of that castle wall?” My nephew stares at the white adult goat fifteen feet above us. A series of frantic bleats fill the air and, suddenly, three sure-footed kids join their parent on the narrow, stony ridge. “And how did they get up there?”
(Turn the volume up!) Walking into Carding Mill Valley this morning, birdsong filled the air, along with the gentle flowing waters of the stream in the valley bottom. Despite the …
A frosty night, which means every single blade of grass has been blast-chilled with a white frosty coat, which crunches as I compress it underfoot.
There are 200 steps to the top of St Laurence’s Church tower, in Ludlow. But the view from the top is worth it.
There was a strange cloud stretching all the way from the edge of Ragleth Hill, across Ape Dale and Corve Dale to Brown Clee Hill. It was as if the …
Although it was a little breezy through the woods this morning, I couldn’t help but notice how all the leaves on this tree all leant to the right, as if …
Where one sheep goes … others follow. It seems, just like me, walking is good for all who are seeking a mindful moment.
Spring is on its way. Rain-splattered petals dance in the breeze.
A rare mindful moment! Writers … actually doing some writing – lost in thought … lost in their minds?
It’s a cold, damp, dreary day today. The rain looks set for the whole day and I got soaked doing my walk. But perhaps the greyness of the clouds and …