The sun came out this evening, finally

Over the years I’ve documented this field and my walks in it. I walked it in slippery mud, in crops taller than me, read The Power Of Now in it, collected things found and, as you could imagine, lost weight. I haven’t been since I joined the gym, which is a bloody shame really, but this evening with nothing to do and the sun suddenly shining after a dreary day, I went for a glorious stroll on my own. Glorious.

I didn’t plan on taking photos but I can never help myself with this field. I only had my phone though. What a good way to end a day.



My Favourite Walk – Through The Seasons

August 2015

In past posts I’ve word vomited my love for this field. It’s irrational and I should be checked into rehab. No, wait, I take that back instantly! I swear I shouldn’t be on My Strange Addiction, or a documentary of a 25 year old marrying a field. I just enjoy this walking this walk. This blog post has taken a turn. Anyway…

I present to you this field through the seasons. It isn’t in chronological order, that’ll be too much for a self proclaimed non perfectionist, so these are photos from the past two years – from no crops to corn, to present day.

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May 2015

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June 2015
July 2015
September 2015

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March 2015
October 2016



Sidenote for the present day photo: I only wear the sports wear because it makes me feel like I’m doing exercise.

Day Tripper #6

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Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to my fields! Day Tripper #6 in the house.

Sidenote: They aren’t mine. They are in the sense of London is, or England is mine. I don’t own them either. I am not the Queen. In case you got confused…

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I walk in these fields most days. I actually read the whole of ‘The Power of Now’ by Eckhart Tolle in these farmers fields, random fact for the day. It is and it isn’t the most beautiful walk, with the occasional piece of litter, and if it rains it is just mud. Mud. I love it. It felt most fitting to leave my craft from yesterday in these fields for someone to stumble across. If they read this I suppose now I can be stalked.. On with the show!

All the different tones of the soil are pretty cool, it changes in every photo. Something I never thought I’d say.

These are my favourite photos taken on my Olympus Trip 35.

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And where I left my treasure.

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Side note: Day Tripper – absolutely nothing to do with the meaning of the song. I just love The Beatles, like a lot.