Location:United Kingdom

An avid tea-drinker who likes nutmeg in her coffee and warm lavender-scented quilts. She knits, crochets and partakes in random acts of craftiness (and kindness). She likes obscure works of literature, philosophy and the idea that her mind exists separately from her body. She enjoys moving furniture around, literary criticism and baking bread. She writes haiku about nettles, would like to swim with seals and become completely self-sufficient. She writes as if her life depends on it, listens to beautiful music, and loves her darling husband Mr. VP.

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Thursday 21 August 2014

Pine Trees Forever

Last weekend, Mr VP and I went back to a place that has always been very important to us.  I used to walk the dog there every day, in driving rain and snow; in autumn gales and spring gusts.  It was a place I knew so well that I could describe the plants there, the trees, the paths.  Despite our four year absence, it was largely the same but somehow felt different; not because it is different, but because maybe I am.  I think I appreciate so much more than I used to.  We stopped for a moment in the heart of the woods to watch three or four speckled wood butterflies dance round a patch of brambles.  I feel very lucky to have seen a family of wrens before they noticed us and flew off.  Even more amazing was that we came face-to-face with a big doe deer, a roe deer I think, before she leapt and sprang her way off deeper into the pine woods.  What an amazing place.

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