As I walked what I call the big circle
, I decided to go for an extra big this time by extending it till the river. My ankle has not fully recovered since I reinjured it a week ago while mowing the lawn. Twisted it by the row of raspberry bushes. I keep pushing myself too hard with physical tasks and don’t recognize or don’t want to acknowledge when I have exhausted myself and no longer have the strength to hold myself together properly. I felt my legs beginning to give out and going noodle
, yet I am stubborn about finishing what I have started. With a price these days. I am getting old. Luckily, I felt my ankle only towards the end of my walk which shows a sign of healing hopefully.
A few days ago I noticed my lavender starting to turn purple and I was surprised to see no bees or bumblebees around. Not even butterflies. Now I know why. Tilia trees are blooming. The air is filled with sweet-scented nectar and loud buzzing sounds. It is not even mid-July. Some things have started sooner than usual due to the weather being so hot in June this year. This may have caused an overlap of some sort, or perhaps, I simply have not noticed this happening before.
I had my rubber boots on and headed out of the village, in direction of the building that was never finished. A spot that I hope to revisit soon in some fashion. Will see. I have an idea for it I hope to realize at some point.
Rosa Canina or dog rose
There are few scents I simply love. The scent of Rosa Canina is one of them closely followed by peonies, lavender, mint, fresh-cut grass, soil after rain, the closeness of the lake, air after thunderstorms, and pine forest during hot summer days. I am currently collecting medicinal plants and herbs for drying, for various purposes. Petals of Rosa Canina are precious as well.
What nature scents you love?
The enchanted meadow is recovering after being molested by the owners of the land. Still don’t get why they dug it up and then never used it.
Oak trees are so powerful and often sacred. My grandmother had an oak tree behind her home. At difficult times, she visited it and placed her hands on its trunk to receive the strength from it. I always found that fascinating and magical. I don’t have an oak tree. I have a pine tree. Maybe I will share some more one day.
Field of rye
Reaching the river before heading back toward the village
I love being in the middle of nowhere with not a soul around. Undistracted by feeds of fragmented information, present, and aware of my surroundings and state of mind. It is like releasing an animal back in the wild. Stumbling at first in disbelief of no longer having walls of the cage holding them, then suddenly remembering how it was once to be truly alive, running off, and grasping for the freshness of the air in their lungs. Is there really wonder why so many people in the world are depressed? We have become so unaware of our own cages we call home, the virtual reality traps we call life.
I stopped by my garden on my way back to capture a bit of progress there as well.
@tarazkp said that flies can be beautiful creatures too, so I believed him. I need a lens upgrade for close up shots though.
Grasshopper chilling on the flower too
Hmm, anyone knows what the name is for these? I always wonder.
Lavender is almost ready for harvesting! Third harvest since planting!
I should do the garden update soon. There has been quite a growth and also quite a battle with weeds and pests attacking some of my plants, unfortunately. I don’t use any pesticides, so it is a challenge to keep some of them alive.
Despite crows eating all my early cucumber seedlings, I managed to grow some more under frost coverings. Sometimes I feel like they sit in the trees nearby and observe me planting and they recognize what I plant too xD those clever bastards!
Thank you for reading and joining my walk! Until next time!
Song of the day: Alicks - I Don’t Know