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"Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints"

Chief Seattle (1786–1866) leader of the Suquamish and Duwamish Native American tribes


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A Spring Contemplation

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Photo:1. Late afternoon shadows fall.
2. A forgotten scent plucks a memory shared.
3. England's green and pleasant land.

A chunk of the 'new' year is fast being consumed as Spring takes hold now and nature's palette begins to add colour to a countryside awakening from its various slumbers.

Here, between Harts Hill and Atherstone on the Coventry Canal, woodland walks of recent days, carpeted in a mulch of the previous Autumn's  leaf-litter, are fast showing swathes of bluebells standing to attention in the dappled sunlight, their scent tickling a memory of childhood expectancy and wonder for the approaching summer.

My memories are particularly keen at this time of year. Looking back, forays into the countryside were very much influenced by my excitement at yet another dip into the world of angling. However the traditional close-season between March and June changed my reasons for being out and about, such that other interests came to the fore. Even today, when I can fish year round, I am less inclined to do so. My belief being that any and every quarry deserves a respite from the hunter. It's simply a respect for protecting and maintaining an abundance in nature that today is seldom at the forefront of people's minds.

A woodpecker hammers at a hollow trunk; larks sing high above a meadow, capturing the ear as surely as the call of a loved one; a cloud of gnats rises in warm shafts of sunlight; a pair of water voles scamper down to the waters edge and break the surface arrow-like as they pass through the stands of burgeoning bull rush and flag iris; Dandelions, one of my favourite wild flowers, burst open sun-like, exuding a wealth of good cheer as they swell with pride to please appreciative eyes; lambs worry their mothers for milk, hugging their sides at the mear hint of the unfamiliar. The countryside is my haven, my home, as I drift the cut and settle for a few days to once more contemplate the fullness of living a life immersed in my surroundings.
28th Apr 2015, 15:01  

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Viv says:

beautifully captured Spring

29th Apr 2015, 21:36

shitake says:

Love the Spring contemplation ,
and that part especially "Dandelions, one of my favourite wild flowers, burst open sun-like, exuding a wealth of good cheer as they swell with pride to please appreciative eyes"

30th Apr 2015, 19:58

wilvir says:

Kind words, thankyou.

1st May 2015, 10:52

MaggieD says:

Lovely set of pics.
Lovely words too.
I choose
"Even today, when I can fish year round, I am less inclined to do so. My belief being that any and every quarry deserves a respite from the hunter. It's simply a respect for protecting and maintaining an abundance in nature that today is seldom at the forefront of people's minds."

3rd May 2015, 17:56