Mindfulness is being transported by Carlie’s words, so now I’m sitting there in that moment, feeling the sun whilst listening to wood pigeons do their thing!
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On Walking: Tuesday 24th February
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The wind is cold, strong. It flips up my dress, pulls my hair from its pins, boxes my face. The dogs and I jump the ditch, cross into Dave’s field. The sun gleams in a line along the beaten mud of the footpath. I eschew its slippery promises of speed, take to the margins.
‘So will I live, so grow, so die,’ I say. I push my way through the secret passage, stumbling, as I’m trying to read……..
On Walking in Half-Term – Just Be…
I am perched on a stile in the sun, feeling its warmth on my black-clad legs, on my forehead, my hair. I close my eyes, tip back my face further, breathe in, breathe out. The children are crashing around in the covert further down; I can hear a blackbird scolding them. My daughters continue their secret mission, calling to each other in the American accents of their private play world.
We’re in the Spring Field. The Sor Brook runs through the bottom of the valley, and Horley stretches cat-like over the hill beyond.
I can smell the resin of the spruces around me; the pureness of the cold air. I straighten my back, stretch out my arms, balance, imagine the sun soothing, heating; enlivening every inch of me. I don’t need to think, speak, react. Just be. Right here, right now. Blissful.
Want more On Walking in Half-Term: Tuesday 17th February from our resident author mrscarlielee from her diary of a country house wife
The Horley Striders | Walk On 10 miles!
Sunday 15th February Hurrah, hurrah! Our first proper walk of the year!
We started from Horley at 1:00pm, and went over the old railway to Drayton, through the defunct golf course, and then through the cutting down the middle…. The Horley Striders | Walk On.
On Walking: Monday 2nd February
A breath of fresh air does wonders again for those nursing the sick…………..
On Village Life: The Burns Supper
Our very own Country housewife. Mother. Writer. Wearer of frocks with wellies. Love Dancing, Frivolity and Good Books. and blogging about her experience in Horley ………………
On Walking: Thursday 8th Jan
Next time its miserable outside and in, get inspired by Carlie and push through….” I take off my hat, tip back my head, grateful to the sun, the fields. Conscious of my luck.”
View from Spring Field
On Walking: Sunday 28th December
Now getting into the New Years Eve Spirit with our own resident blogger Mrs Lee. I’m just of for a walk on this fine frosty sunny morning and will take some photo’s of our fab Horley “views” to include on our site. If you have any you would like to share please email them to me horleyviews@outlook.com and we can all enjoy them…………..
On Walking: Monday 22nd December
Getting into the Christmas Spirit with our own resident blogger Mrs Lee
Horley Halloween 2014
‘Beware the wind that whistles shrill, Beware the souls that haunt us still, Watch you with care the perils of night, Pull near your children; hold them tight.’ ( or not, if you were the parents of some of the horrors below.)
Horley Halloween shrieked into gloriously gory life at the Cricket last Friday. It was a night of children spattering blood and glitter, hooting with joy, marauding near the wickets as if Kenny would never know.
We feasted on fingers and drank deep of the bar, and then we spilt out across the village, rattling doors, jumping for bells. Our cries were shrill in the pleading face of every pumpkin; we were merciless in our demands.
It was brilliant.
Thank you to Horley CC, the horribly gruesome guests, and the biggest thanks to the patience and generosity of the Horley villagers. Your pumpkin-carving skills are awesome.
Our children are still sweet-stuffed, glaze-eyed by bounty beyond their greedy-fingered dreams.
Fabulous photos by Macer G and Will P.
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