Blog, Outdoors

Peace Place

When I’m under the trees, I feel whole. Padding silently in dappled shade, breathing in fresh oxygen, somehow protected by these tall beings, still and sonorous, myself just a tiny blink in long, long lives. When I want to cry and hide away, I go to the trees. I speak to them in silence, an… Read More Peace Place

Blog, Outdoors

Breathe green with the trees

Everything is grey. Weather that isn’t quite weather. Just a never-ending cloud, starting as that thin fog at foot level, rising and rising into the dullness until it meets higher, greyer clouds above. The greyness mutes the colour of everything around, vibrant greens stilled into flatness, the bare trunks of trees fading browns into the… Read More Breathe green with the trees

Blog, Outdoors, Words

Forest

Soft feet tread silently over carpeted needles. Dark colours mute my eyesight, an otherworldly spectrum of greens and browns, oranges and blacks. The world is just metres away and yet I am transported, a portal, a safe haven from relentless news and views and disasters and catastrophes. I walk on and old trunks rise twisted… Read More Forest

Blog, Outdoors, Simplicity

Time slows down amongst trees

Time slows down amongst trees. To wrap arms around solid bark. To breathe in scents of the earth. To lay my head against a trunk and listen to sap rising, to whispers in the leaves, to the tickle of twigs in the canopy above. A dawn walk through woods, hands grazing branches, breathing in deeply… Read More Time slows down amongst trees