Each summer, as I walk up the hill, I lose more and more of my 'view'. I am hemmed in by trees and shrubs and while a patch of sky might show through - looking into the forest I only see a wall of green.
In past years this has disturbed me. Being an 'open spaces' person, claustrophobia can sometimes set in. This year, having had my 'desert fix' and the wide open spaces, I'm finding the trees to be a solace. This year they are sheltering me rather than holding me in their vast green grip.
Today as I walked I spotted the first of the berries that sometime appear and sometimes don't They seem quite abundant this year, but very slow to ripen. However I did end up with a small handful and I'll be walking with my little collecting bag for the next week or so.
"I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us right". - Henry David Thoreau
