Walking The Fields

[poliphilo]

In earlier years there were sheep in my mother's fields, but the farmer who hired the grazing rights has dropped out of communication and the fields are beginning to revert to a state of nature. My mother used to walk the dog round them but there's no dog any more. I do believe that Matthew and I are the only two people who have set foot in them this year.

There are several warrens- and the rabbits keep the grass down. I'm seeing a lot of toadstools-  black ones, white ones, green ones, orange ones. The orange ones are the right shape for elves to live in and fit with dormer windows.

There's a stream that rises in the field. It's been dry through the summer and the bed is overgrown but after the recent rain there's a glitter of water down among the grasses and brambles and iris leaves. Stand close and you can hear it trickle.

Comments

[arielstarshadow.livejournal.com]

Oh, I do hope you take some pictures of the fields - and the toadstools!

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Perhaps...:)

[splodgenoodles.livejournal.com]

And the rabbits. I'm quite fascinated by the idea of countryside in which rabbits are not a pest to be shot at.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I expect the farmers roundabout shoot rabbits. We can afford to be permissive because our land is lying fallow.