''Can I have a return ticket please'', ''Where to Sir?''.... ''Um, back to here !" we have heard it before but, sometimes a journey can be for no other reason than simply to go out of the door to seek out the long route home, as an artist and sculptor my trips out are all important to keep the shape of nature in my mind for not only is it my influence and teacher it also keeps me grounded. Today was one of those days, too long indoors but today the sun was shining and thewind had dropped, short sleeves, camera in hand and an empty mind ready to be topped-up again. A more colorful day than others, now, with all the wild flowers in bloom, it was the undergrowth that was inspiring, more lush than my last venture off the beaten track it has flourished, within two weeks the undergrowth and hedgerows no longer resembled dividing borders moreso a thick and impenetrable wall of bushes that defied any attempt to get through, certainly not without a machette.
It was not just the plant life that was thriving, mouse, rabbit, rat and squirrel were all out and about enjoying the shady areas, while I was more than willing to sit and watch I just forgot about my camera preferring instead to simply enjoy the moment, I did find some geese, cows, horses and sheep that were all more than willing to just stand, or sit, while I took their portrait instead. Throughout the entire walk the birdsong around me was as vibrant and as varied as any dawn chorus and how glad I was for the absence of people and noisy children to scare it all away, it truly was a pleasant and real time.
