Tag Archives: Walks

Spinning

I am not a fan of spiders, I’ll admit. I like when we keep a nice distance between ourselves. But, I cannot deny that they create beautiful work. Spun as delicately as lace. And the strength in that interconnected filigree of thread is incredible to behold.

On my walk this morning, dew hung heavy from every surface imaginable and I spotted spider web after spider web that were bejewelled with dew. When the murky morning light hit them, it was almost as if they were studded with diamonds.

Countryside Stroll

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We took a long walk through the countryside yesterday. Rambling along the paths. We strolled by a stream, through the church yard where an 800 year old church still stands (with medieval paintings still on the walls) and headed to the deli for lunch.

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We sat by the duck pond for a bit after lunch and then decided to continue down the lanes, where we saw fields of grazing sheep and cattle. After following the trail through one particular paddock, we were greeted by four gorgeous horses who all came to say hello. There was lots of petting by us and nuzzling by the horses.

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The day was perfect, the sun was out, but there was a delicious breeze going. We ended up doing about a 10 mile stretch. It was bliss.

Joining the Herd

primrosesGiGi & Foxy wanted to stay indoors yesterday and so, I decided to head out on my own. I took a lovely six mile stroll around the countryside and happened upon a field full of wild primroses.

So, I wandered in to have a little munch, they were so sweet and delicate, they tasted of sunshine and Spring.

I walked through the field, grazing as I went and then meandered down to the stream. I came across a small herd of cattle and decided to join them for awhile.

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We drank, chattered, rested by the stream and took in the beautiful day and the fresh country air. They even invited me back to their barn for a spot of tea. It was delightful.

A Walk in the Country

image (2)The rain that was pouring when we arrived subsided early in the morning and we got to spend our first real day in nothing but sunshine! It was still very windy, it made my fur ruffle, but it was lovely nonetheless!

We got up yesterday morning and Gigi went to work making everyone breakfast from the breakfast basket in the cottage. We had fresh local bread and bacon with scrambled eggs, it was heavenly.

After breakfast we got ready, put on our wellies and headed out. I wanted to do one of my favorite walks. It is the long way round to the pub, but on the way, you pass fields you can cut through, an adorable village hall, a charming stream, an old church that has been there since medieval times and lots of farms and fairytale-sque cottages.

village hallWellies on and bundled up, we headed out across the fields with the mud sticking to our boots, we soon washed that off in a huge puddle and headed for the hall. It was just as I had remembered it from the Summer. Quaint. From there is was down the stream and across the fields to walk the tree lined avenue up to the church.

It was still decorated for Easter with brownware pottery vases that hung off the pews filled with wild flowers and daffodils! I sat down by my favorite stained glass window in there and in the cool of the church and the silence, I just reflected.

stained glassWe moved on after that heading back down the avenue but this time walking under the old gatehouse and came across a field with a big fat pheasant in there, who just studied us, while we gazed at him.

Next through the storybook village, where people sell their fresh jam, eggs and vegetables from their doorsteps and then on to the pub.

After such a long walk, I was ready for a pint! It is a local pub with a good micro brewery attached and I was more than ready for my favorite ale from them, however, “Lovely’s Fair” was not in season, so we tried a pint of “Stella”, a single hop pale ale that had a little bite at the end, but went wonderfully with my sausage and mash. Our bellies were full, my whiskers were covered in gravy, so Gigi helped me clean them.

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We headed out to go home and cut by one of the big farms, their paddocks full of new mamas and baby lambs, all running around soft and fuzzy looking. Their little lambikin ears sticking out and raising up as we spoke to them, adorable! We took the long way home to enjoy a bit more of the countryside views.

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We spent the evening, listening to music, dancing around and staying cozy by our little fire. We all went to bed deliciously happy as our lungs were filled with country air, our bellies filled with good food and our hearts filled with the love of life and good company!

Gnome by the Fire

Chickens

Foxy’s first thought when he spied the chicken coop was dinner. But then
he remembered that chickens are friends. So instead he pulled out his
camera and snapped a few delightful photos of the lovely hens and
rooster.

Checking out the Chickens

(This post was written by Mr. Michie, because he was the one who took a stroll with Foxy around the chicken coop in Suffolk, GiGi and I stayed inside and read our books)

G’noming Around

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It has been raining off and on for a few days now keeping me cooped up in doors. So, when a brief moment of stillness fell upon the world and the pitter-patter of raindrops subsided, I decided to take a stroll through the woods, in the hope of seeing a little ray of sun; relishing the chance to stretch my legs.

I walked down the lane and headed toward the pond when I saw a little man staring at me through the blades of grass. We just stood there for a moment spying each other and then more little hooded men came onto the path.

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I realized that I had stumbled onto something magical, something few creatures get to see: A little gnome colony. I decided to follow them and was invited to see their moss garden.

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I found a little watering can next to a mushroom and carried that up the hill with me. There was a little party of gnomes up there, gently tending to their garden.

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I set down my watering can and began to look around. One was pushing a little wheelbarrow, one was raking through the fine mossy mesh and the one in the front carried a little lantern so they could see their way home at night.

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They stopped for lunch and I was invited to join them. We drank apple cider from the caps of acorns and feasted on crusty bread and nettle soup.

Walk 4 Walk 5I thanked them after we were done and headed home (as I knew Gigi would be getting worried) with the promise to return soon. I was waved goodbye, by this little chap happily sitting on a miniature toadstool. It was a lovely afternoon, spent in the company of very jovial little gnomes.

Sitting on a Toadstool