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A Day of Celebrations

Posted: Monday 1st June 2015 by 30DaysWild2015

Hawthorn blossomHawthorn blossom

A early morning walk, focusing on the white lacework patterns in the hedgerow clears the mind in preparation for a busy day.

A Day of Celebrations

Welcome to this 30 Days Wild blog from Worcestershire.

Today I’m celebrating both the start of 30 days of reporting my efforts to complete 30 random acts of wildness and 30 years of the company of my beautiful daughter, born 30 years ago this teatime.

Family celebrations mean that time is a little limited today but that’s the whole point of 30 Days Wild; how can I fit contact with the natural world, and all the benefits that brings, into a busy life?

Country Lane

So today I was up and out early this morning, not able to go far, my journey was limited to a 200 metre radius of the house. I count myself as very lucky to have such immediate contact with the natural world and Gill and I appreciate our good fortune at this time of year possibly more than at any other time. As we turn into our road we are met with the wonderful sight of the fresh new hedgerow leaves providing a backdrop to billowing, lacy cow parsley, hawthorn blossom and the buds of wild privet. 

 

 

I find that taking a camera when I walk concentrates the mind and attention on the patterns and detail of nature and so instead of a 10 minute fast walk I found myself trying to capture beauty of the June hedgerow. Time slipped past, the problems of the organisation of the day forgotten, pulse and breathing rate down and mind focused ever more closely on the wonderful lace textures of those white flowers. Try it, you don’t even need to be a good photographer (I find!) the very act of framing views and going for close ups is satisfying in itself. Sometimes I feel that I don’t even need to download the images, simply looking closely has been enough! Perhaps next time I’ll just take a cardboard frame and forget the camera!

Cow parsley

 

 

 

 

‘Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass. All round our nest, far as the eye can pass, Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge where cow parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge. ’Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.

Dante Gabriel Rossetti, (1828-1882) 

 

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