With the onset of summer comes the warmer days and the glorious sight of plants in full bloom and animals rearing their young, out in the open. Programmes like Springwatch have now run their course and the fields once all bare and muddy are full of crops and full of wildlife. The one thing we notice above everything else is the bright early mornings (as our bedroom faces east) and the sunrise which appears at 4.43 on mid-June mornings.I can’t help but love this time of year as the years pass, warmth tends to aid my creaking bones, you don’t have to put on layer upon layer and sometimes we don’t put on anything at all. What with one thing or another we haven’t managed much walking in the last year or two, which is a pity.
There’s nothing like a walk through the countryside exploring countryside never visited in the hope of finding something unusual. Famous authors and novelist’s even painters often put their spiel on things too:
“Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn’t raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things” ― Laurie Lee (Cider with Rosie)
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.” ― John Lubbock (The Use of Life)
“When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself…Yes indeed, all that belongs to me” – Henri Rousseau (Artist)
The countryside must be protected from a host of threats, lose our countryside and we all lose a piece of our soul. The more we are bombarded by the demands of modern life, the more important it becomes to enjoy peace and quiet, more darkness, more solitude, more beauty, the pleasures of uncluttered ground.
In particular, we need to stand shoulder to shoulder in the struggle to prevent the needless smearing of concrete across our irreplaceable countryside; compromising the green belt in a misguided attempt to kick-start the economy. How can we not love what is natural in favour of something that is artificially created. We can plant things we can landscape things but we cannot reproduce natures infrastructure that took thousands of years to evolve.