bees will stumble drunkenly against me as they attempt lift-off, hindlegs heavy with pollen and hoverflies investigate me,

There is a pyrotechnic vibrancy at this time of year that I love.....

A blast of earthy undertone from the forest floor mixed with hint of pine and top notes of wild blackberries mixed with the citrusy fresh sm

Walking is my salvation. Even on the coldest, wettest days I’m out there. Its rhythmic motion is totally levelling. Undoubtedly it has...