I had a trip out along the Coffin Road this morning, I needed to get out and allow nature to stimulate my senses and inspire me.
It was quite cold in the shade, there’s a dusting of snow on the Fells, but there were moments when I felt like a snake basking in the warm sunshine, soaking in every ray, sitting peacefully enjoying one of my favourite views.
Grasmoor always feels like a big welcoming hug of a Fell
We heard woodpeckers knocking, and brooks babbling.
The smells; sun warmed wet grass, and warm earthy mud, but the air was crisp fresh and clean too.
Trees coming into leaf; whatever time of year these mixed woodland textures and colours are always inspirational.
Lichens always inspire me, but what medium do I choose? Felting, embroidery, ceramics, or enamelling? Maybe I should try them all.
I feel revived and peaceful, happy in the knowledge of the ever changing seasons. Nothing revives me like a walk in the countryside.