The Ever Lovely Mrs J and I have been catching up on our longer walks. Given our dear old boy dog has passed on, it seems his partner in crime, girl dog – and the recently acquired new boy dog – have decided that all walks will now be done at a brisk pace. After the last few months of gentle strolls, I’m not quite managing to keep up. What a duffer eh? 🙂 Perhaps it’s a good thing we have to slow down. I’m not sure that others in the woods would enjoy a ground level sonic boom as the hounds accelerate to sub light speed…. 😁

In reality, the pace starts quickly, but as the hounds pick up on the scent of other creatures, we slow, so they can take in the smells. The pause means we can take in the sights.

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks

John Muir
Hello Nature

A number of local parks and council run areas have started on temporary rewilding projects where formerly well mown expanses are now lush meadows. Flowers that I’ve not seen since being a kid in the sticks pepper the high grass and there seems more birds and bees too. It’s also a joy to walk through the small lanes cut through the grass. Not just a variety of routes, but a chance to be in the meadow.

Fruit Mediation

As the heat of summer recedes, the rains come and autumn fruits begin to appear. That leads me to another treat: picking blackberries. Perhaps in the focusing on the task, getting free food, and being in the moment, all of that mix make this a favourite of mine. It’s funny that I’m a little more careful about getting scratched by the thorns these days. Maybe it’s a blend of not wanting the pain or indeed the red marks while wearing a nice top. Oh the vanity! 😉 Still, once picked, said berries can be baked with apples and shared. ❤️

Hello, Autumn, you beautiful creature. I have missed you.

L x


  1. Ah, season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, and all that.

    I too have been availing myself of free food from the hedgerows, although here it’s passionfruit.

    That field is lovely. Glad that they are letting nature do its thing a bit more as a big spread of wildflowers is a joy to see. I think animals get more fun out of ‘real’ nature, too: more to sniff, more to hide in, more to explore…


    Sue x

    1. Ah, mists and early morning fogs: something to look forward to. The unmown public spaces are quite beautiful when in bloom.

      The owners of the grassland on the hill near the farm house have been letting that grow on and off for the last few years. That makes the hill a haven for rabbits, hedgehogs, moles, and in turn, they support foxes and owls. I’ve not been lucky enough to see foxes recently, but we certainly hear them.

      Talking of wildlife, as a dog owner it’s funny the bits of information you pick up. Specifically, with apps for bird calls and a plant identifier, I’m finding out more about the local hedgerows and woods.

      That and a walk for the hounds isn’t necessarily about distance, but more one of stimulation. Sniffing, marking, and taking an interest in what other doggos have been up to. With that in mind, we’re still out for the same time, but I’m not hurrying them along. They seem to prefer that and I think I do too.

  2. I was pressganged into picking plums during a walk with family earlier this week. I don’t even like them!

    Rewilding is a good term though. I’ll use that when I’m asked why the lawn is a bit messy.

    1. Ha ha! Yes, that sounds like a good reason for not mowing the front lawn. 😁

      As to the fruit picking, I hope you took the opportunity to say “ooo, me plums” 😉

  3. Your post inspired me to to go out blackberry foraging this morning, and then to go out again later for a couple of hours around the nature reserve behind the church. No wildlife apart from birds and butterflies (too many dogs and walkers about) but something large and incontinent had obviously gone down the bridle path a while beforehand.
    Sloes are becoming apparent as well, but it may still be a little too early.

    1. I hope you managed a good collection of blackberries and avoided the prickles.

      Sloes? Ooo, sloe gin? 🥃

      “…something large and incontinent…”

      I’ll skip the obvious political joke 😉 Yes, summer animals do make a right old mess don’t they? Canada geese seem to be particularly good at that.

      “They come over here, eating our grass, swimming in our ponds, etc” 😁

      1. Proper wildlife turned up later in the evening when I surprised a small and very skittish fox in the cul-de-sac when sneaking out for a quick walk before bed. And then saw it crossing the main road a few minutes later, so it must have found a way through one of the gardens behind us.

  4. I have been enjoying similarly nature-filled walks of late. I tend to be an eat-on-the-go blackberry picker though. I know what you mean, lots more long grass of late and that can only be a good thing.

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