I travel, I plant, I paint (mainly walls), I scoot, I tie dye, I write

This morning I wanted to go on a mission for the last remaining conkers, for decoration and in hopes they’d rid our house of spiders. Instead, my Mum took me to a gold mind of oak trees. I still pick up conkers and pine cones but I couldn’t tell you the last time I’ve picked …

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Recap; Hastings, camping, beach, chips, seagulls. Now for day 2. The day started with a full English breakfast made on our stove. For those who aren’t English, it is a mess of beans, sausages, bacon, fried eggs (give and take whatever else you want) and you would hate it. It’s amazing. English foods all seem …

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There’s something so satisfying in having more knowledge this time round camping. James and I were like a production line packing the car yesterday, there was no guessing or double checking. No stress, just very natural and for some reason that feels very cool. Not in the sense that we are cool. Would others think …

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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 …

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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 …

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