In the moment

What activities do you lose yourself in?

WP you asking bloggers about which activities they lose themselves in. Mmm, now then, I wonder what one of them may be? 

Is being out in nature an activity per se? Walking is obvs, but I am talking about immersing myself in nature. Being mindful of every single moment, movement, sound. The smell of the woods, hearing the stream race along. The sun shining through the trees or rain  dropping from the sodden leaves. The crunch underfoot or the slosh of puddles of mud. The birds.

I’m wondering. Maybe I lose myself in everything I do now that I have the time and space to do so?

Messaging with friends, making coffee, listening to the radio, looking out of the window-watching the squirrels, reading the posts of my fellow/favourite bloggers, driving everything, and anything i can think of.  even chilling. Yep, they all have my undivided attention, thesdays.

Ah, ok

What is the last thing you learned?

At the moment, I’m living rural side, so cross paths with a gamekeeper from time to time. I don’t like anything he stands for, so try and keep time around him as brief as.

However, it’s quite handy for intel, sometimes.

The other morning after a short walk with  Himself, I was driving us right into sticksville.

On the way, I thought I saw what were very young pheasant haring across a vast open field. I was puzzled, to say the least. It is totally the wrong time of the year for the little ones to be about.

This is where said gamekeeper comes into play. I asked him about the birds. He puffs himself up, knowing all, looks at this know nothing-from-the-city and informs me they are not young pheasant but quails..So, there we have it.

Young Pheasant

Quail