Due to lethargy and latterly a dodgy internet connection, I’ve been off from the blogging world. I turned this into a well deserved break from typing up thoughts and stuff of a blog like nature.
I did most fortuitously find myself in the enviable position of joining my two good friends Dean and Nat for for what could (and is) be described as a ‘not-making-the-same-mistakes-concerning-drink-that-we-did-last-time’ sort of night.As ever though, my mind was wondering how I could turn any sort of observations I may garnered – and more tp the point remembered – into a blog post. It seems to be a little bit handy that I am able to do that of late and so didn’t pass up the opportunity.
What I was treated to was, amongst other things, a walk around a lovely little reservoir in Derbyshire. It had all the classic things, a bit of animal spying, mud in excess (for it doth rain aplenty in Britain) and lots of people to say hello at. If I was a photographer, then I suspect there would have been some amazing shots to be framed and those with the eye would definitely have picked up more than I could hope to spy out with my rubbish eyes.
It’s little pleasures like this, those spots where people come to unwind in the relative quiet and sit on a bench and just let nature happen around them, that we should appreciate more. I think it is something oft forgotten about. Being stuck in a town it is quite depressing that I don’t get to spend half as much time in the company of nature than I would wish, it made it a lot more special to in this case though as I was with awesome people and had imbibed some nice strong cider before hand…which helps with the eye sight if not the balance.
Of course the pottering around and savouring wouldn’t have been half as good if it wasn’t enhanced by my two aforementioned good friends. So perhaps it is a little bit of injustice to nature to say that I would have enjoyed and appreciated herself less if they hadn’t been there, rather I think they enhanced the experience especially by showing me all the different birds that us townies don’t know the difference between.
Reflecting on this, as I did in the car home the next day, the track below was playing and it became the perfect bit of music to ruminate with and also to enjoy the finer things life throws up, good friends, no hang over, wonderful sights and of course this blog post. I do have a mountain of blogs to reacquaint myself with so I shall be around soon again, it’s been odd without you all…