Unseasonal weather this month, extremely warm and dry.
Often the walks on the moss were under cloudless skies. The air heavy and still and the water levels very low.
Heather was in full bloom and the trees are beginning to turn colour. It is a quiet time but with an impending change of season.
The still warm conditions have created perfect conditions for the dragonflies, which have been fabulous this month. Walking later in the day is the best time with them traversing the pools and edges of the moss.
“Regular maps have few surprises: their contour lines reveal where the Andes are, and are reasonable clear on the location of Australia, and the Outer Hebrides. Such maps abound. More precious, though, are the unpublished maps we make ourselves, of our city, our place, our daily world, our life….”
Alexander McCall Smith.
This place is magical; it is created in every encounter that takes place in it. Created through the living forces, which pass through it and reside within it. Each crossing paths, weaving in and out of each other. Places are made and remade in our mind and memory, in our imaginations and re-imagining of what they can be.
