It’s back to work today with batteries recharged after a truly wonderful weekend.
I’ve spent the last four days in a field on Exmoor. A small field, next to a stream, with a small stone circle around a fire-pit.
There was no mobile phone signal, no electricity, and just a few basic facilities in another field which was reached over a little creaky wooden bridge.
There were also people, around 60 of us all told, from young kids to a few who could be classed as elders (although it was sometimes hard to tell the difference). All drawn together to celebrate the good things in life; good food and drink, music and laughter – lots of laughter. I won’t bore you with all the details, but we learned from each other, those with a skill sharing it freely, whether it was making something crafty, or making music. We celebrated the handfasting of two of our friends, and in the evening we danced barefoot under the stars to the sounds of real music (even those of us who can’t dance).
I’m now sat here listening to the hum of the air-con and the rattle of a fan, trying to catch a glimpse of the outside world through the blinds and ignore the grumbling of others, but a part of me is still sat with the grass between my toes.
I’ve spent the last four days in a field on Exmoor. A small field, next to a stream, with a small stone circle around a fire-pit.There was no mobile phone signal, no electricity, and just a few basic facilities in another field which was reached over a little creaky wooden bridge.
There were also people, around 60 of us all told, from young kids to a few who could be classed as elders (although it was sometimes hard to tell the difference). All drawn together to celebrate the good things in life; good food and drink, music and laughter – lots of laughter. I won’t bore you with all the details, but we learned from each other, those with a skill sharing it freely, whether it was making something crafty, or making music. We celebrated the handfasting of two of our friends, and in the evening we danced barefoot under the stars to the sounds of real music (even those of us who can’t dance).
I’m now sat here listening to the hum of the air-con and the rattle of a fan, trying to catch a glimpse of the outside world through the blinds and ignore the grumbling of others, but a part of me is still sat with the grass between my toes.
Oh WOW!!! Sounds and looks heavenly!! I hope you found somewhere to chill the wine and chocolate!!! ^.^
ReplyDeleteNot just wine. There was home made wines, sloe gin, and other beverages including a rather wicked elderflower champagne. No chocolate either, but plenty of home made goodies to make up for it.
ReplyDeleteYou're actually doing well to remember the weekend then!! lol My BIL used to make wine...apparently!! hic!
ReplyDeleteAwww...No chocolate???? *.*
As you know - there's some over at mine, but no...sadly the loose one didn't make it!!! ^.^
And you're doing well to resist the temptation of the other chocolates ;)
ReplyDeleteWow, your weekend sounded so relaxing and peaceful, anytime I have a chance to be in the middle of nature I too re-charge, seems like life is going at such a hectic pace now adays, hard to find those moments that truly take us away from it all! Enjoy your site very much!
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Thanks for the compliments :)
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