A summer evening
Originally written on 30th June 2015 Walking on a perfect summer evening. It’s been a hot summer day. As we walk down a tree-lined path, you can ‘smell’ the cooler air - thank goodness for trees and the welcome shade they provide. The scent of honeysuckle is in the air as i look directly at the low sun through the trees - suddenly you can see all the insects flitting around. Around me, I see wild rose, foxglove, horsetail, nettle, holly, hawthorn, hazel and purple clover. The hedges and edge are bursting with growth. A blackthorn arches over the path as if marking out a transcendental gateway. I wonder where my mind would take me if I mentally stepped through it? Around me, elderflowers are coming to the end of their season, but I can still bathe my nose in that special sweet yet dry scent. I walk past a low hanging willow and look up at the pale moon in the light sky. The peace and tranquility is overwhelming. If only I could bottle and preserve this feeling….