Wednesday, 8 June 2016

That's the way for Tilly and me

I needed to boost the spirit levels yesterday so Tilly and I had a wonderful walk from the far side of the village, along the river, up and over the hill, and home.  

The riverbank and pathway were blowsy with purple comfrey, sweet cicely, red campion and cow parsley.  The sun shone gently, Tilly had a little paddle in the river, and by the time we got home I felt replenished.  There is nothing quite like the countryside to set you straight!
I know virtually nothing about moths, but could this be a peppered moth?  
'A Boy's Song' by James Hogg is one of my favourite poems, from my childhood.  When I stood on the little bridge crossing this stream, the first verse came to me instantly!  These words re-create my walk perfectly.
WHERE the pools are bright and deep, 
Where the grey trout lies asleep, 
Up the river and over the lea, 
That 's the way for Billy and me. 
 
Where the blackbird sings the latest,         5
Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, 
Where the nestlings chirp and flee, 
That 's the way for Billy and me.

4 comments:

  1. I love this!
    Ellen

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  2. A restorative walk is always the go. I love the wild look of the river banks, the natural look of your lovely walk. Wild patches look fantastic in gardens too. Especially when you are surrounded by nature. I hope it lifted your spirits and you are looking forward... xxxxx

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  3. What would we do without our walks - and the company of our beloved four-footed friends?

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  4. Thank you everyone! Your visits to the running wave, and your comments and feedback are always very much appreciated. Hope the sun is shining wherever you are today. It's glorious here!

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