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An afternoon on the heath

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February is fully here now, with all of the leftovers of autumn and winter colours in its trail. It’s another new month of the new year, that is coming steadily into just being ‘the year’. The last month feels like it’s gone very quickly, so when I feel like this, I know I want to slow down a bit. The weekends I take a lot of refuge in, because it is so good to have some time just for myself and on creating new things, and letting the day pass by at a slow speed around me.

Partly this weekend I worked on a lot of writing projects and some photographs, all day yesterday. I woke up feeling so tired after the busy week. Something I’ve been meaning to do for a while is go to the heath near where I live, so we went together today.

Walk along the heath

Walk along the heath

As we went, very quickly on the London train, from the city into the countryside, all of the week’s concerns seem to fall away. Within 3 minutes, I was walking through a cemetery and among misty trees into the overgrown shrubland. It’s hard to walk around here especially in the winter, and this week there has been more rain than other weeks. It’s been a dry Winter but the heath was very boggy, stubbornly holding water. So we walked slowly but with no one else around. It felt like Autumn was still very much alive there, a long and strange cold season.

Sometimes the surroundings seemed drab, whited out, nothing special to them apart from a mystical presence to them. And then rounding a cluster of trees or coming out into a wide open space, suddenly everything in front of me would be alive with colour, like it would be hiding away for a long time where no one could find it. Often the colours would be just under my feet or in the most unlikely places, like a certain angle of the river but only from one spot. So it took some searching to find the colour, but that made it worthwhile in its own way. I was quiet today, not just in talk but also in my mind, and I felt like I was listening to the little moments, drawing my energy from the ground. Although the winter takes away some energy, I love the special moments it offers.

Walk along the heath

Walk along the heath

Walk along the heath

Walk along the heath

Walk along the heath