Saturday, June 8, 2013

Mind journeys

All nature has a feeling

All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks
Are life eternal: and in silence they
Speak happiness beyond the reach of books;
There's nothing mortal in them; their decay
Is the green life of change; to pass away
And come again in blooms revivified.
Its birth was heaven, eternal it its stay,
And with the sun and moon shall still abide
Beneath their day and night and heaven wide. 

I used to take my daughter and her young son Tom plus my son Mark, there is only about 11 years difference between these two, for picnics to the Mendips, we even camped in the Forest of Dean, the car piled high with camping gear, two dogs, four people, the forest itself a cool place of trees and people using their leisure hours to walk, cycle or just brood. My son tired after his exams falling asleep most of the time, and that little creature below as we started to put up the tents, saying one of them was broken, no said I it is new but he was right and we had to go into Monmouth and hunt round for a camping shop so that we could  find and then laboriously fit a cord through that part of the tent, now he is at university studying criminology, time does fly.

Tom when he was little


  1. A particularly lovely post. The last picture is very sweet! I remember that post exam exhaustion; spending the whole summer holiday sleeping them off!

  2. Hi to you both, my life was always full of people at one stage, haven't tackled the 230/250 language students I hosted as well over about 10 years, haven't got that energy anymore!....