I was out, thinking, yesterday.
I never have a problem coming up with ideas. My problem is having a surfeit of them (all the time; they never stop flowing) and then deciding what to concentrate on.
Now I have a little more time, I sometimes go out for a walk to address this issue, because I find that walking helps me marshal my thoughts, work out priorities and decide on plans.
Combining walks with time to mindmap on my iPad, and to even turn ideas into immediate actions (a glossary entry for extreme centrism being an example of that, yesterday afternoon) is highly productive for me.
It also gives some time for photography, as well. I got nothing worth sharing when it came to birds or other fauna yesterday, so it was the abundance of flowers that were seen to which I turned my attention.
The wild roses were stunning:
This is another rose:
This is apparently a member of the geranium family, called Herb Robert:
And this is a bramble flower, but you can't deny its beauty.
And a foxglove growing wild has a lot to commend it:
And from all this came ideas on videos and more on wealth and bonds. But give me time...these will take some more planning as yet.
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The bramble is a member of the rose family. You can see the likeness.
I did not know that. Thank you.
Lovely photographs, thank you for sharing. I enjoy the blackberry flowers and think of the fruits to come. I sometimes make a hedgerow jelly, adding small amounts of hawthorn berry, Rosehip, elderberry and tiny amounts of sloe and rowan, whatever edibles I come across, the depth of flavour is wonderful, but I use with caution as obviously high in sugar. Finding nature’s cycles soothing in troubled times.
Herb Robert is a real weed in our front garden. But I love it, we do weed some of it out, but always leave enough that it will come back. Brambles in the hedge between us and the other half of our semi-detached house – OH drags out what he can every year. But we collect the berries when in Bwlchtocyn (we have a favourite place close to a bridge over the River Soch, not far from Porth Neigwl (Hell’s Mouth).
And there’s some lovely trees on the road down to the beach that we’ve harvested fruits from in the past. Sadly I can’t bring to mind the name, the fruits are red when ripe. Memory playing up, as exhausted by visit from a lovely Occupational Therapist from Liverpool Council who came to assess me for a stair lift this morning. It’ll be fantastic to get downstairs without having to stagger down the stairs using a crutch! And I’ll be able to sit in the sitting room for a change from my eyrie of a bedroom.
Who knows, I might even manage to get into our back garden for the first time in over 2 years to see the new plants that OH has put in.
Bwlchtocyn on hold for now, as despite being promised home visit for Covid jab nobody’s been yet. I find myself wondering if they’re doing it alphabetically! OH is going to phone if nothing has happened by Friday, as Tuesday is the last day for the jab. Eeek!
Sorry for going off topic!
Good luck, Maggie.
I too have a lot of Herb Robert, but I don’t regard it as a weed. The pink flowers are so pretty, I leave it to grow more or less wherever it likes. The end of the garden is covered in it and the leaves are turning bright red. Wonderful!
🙂
One of Herb Robert’s many names is Stinky Bob, scratch and sniff to find out. It’s called Y Goesgoch in Welsh, which I think translates as The Red Leg