I AM SO EXCITED about our next walk. Already our monthly jaunts have become a beacon in my life. Even nicer that my friend is as thrilled as I am to be heading into nature and a day for ourselves.
We step out of a tiny train station and are immediately immersed in the scents and sounds of proper countryside. We stride down a narrow lane and the path takes us into a vast open field - and thick mud. The field has been ploughed and the path runs through the middle. We tramp our way across, willing the stile in the distant hedgerow to draw closer until we finally reach it - and exit into another field that is exactly the same.