I am surprised the golf course has remained undeveloped as long as it has. I hope it is because the council are waiting or negotiating for a good scheme to be delivered. It is clear there will be whats is called a sports hub built, but it is not quick to begin.
I tried to make a map of the things I remember happening there, but I have just looked at it, and realise I have omited the people I met, the conversations I have had, the floods, the annual occupation by sheep and the times I’ve had security drive over and tell me to keep to the footpath. So many things. Yet at the same time I think its been uneventful.
The biggest disapointments have been the fact that I have tried to grow wild flowers over there, geurilla gardening you might say but on 4-5 occasions I have scattered wild flower seeds to no avail! The other is my reluctance to use the place more efectively. Right at the start of the blog I believed I would make a set of flags and here we are three years later I have still made no flags. Why is that?
Because flags feel big, by that I mean they represent important things, symbolise something that unites people. Alfred the Great captured the Vikings Black Raven Flag and they ran in retreat with the emblem lost and so was the battle. Alfred was victorious.
There are no Ravens on the golf course, but there are plenty of crows. I believe crows get a bad press: They mate for life, develop social communities with their own dialects to set themselves apart from other groups (murders) in the area. They collectivly help mothers in their community while incubating eggs and feeding young. Here is an amazing crow fact, they have memories and are able to recognise human faces, humans who have been nice to them and those that have tried to hurt them. More than that they can pass on this information to their friends and younger generations. This is a kind of crow folk lore or history. They can use tools and even make their own tools to access hard to reach food.
I had an odd encounter with a crow once, I belive one would have let me touch it, but instead I took a photo of it!
Since then I have thought about crows a little more.
