THE GREENSAND RIDGE WALK – Ampthill to Haynes (Clophill)

The Ampthill to Haynes section of The Greensand Ridge Walk (3rd leg) is 8.8 miles long.  In fact as I had curtailed my second day’s walk (see here) I reached Ampthill on my third day (after only walking from Ridgmont) and therefore had time and energy to continue several miles further.  I did not make…

THE GREENSAND RIDGE WALK – Woburn to Ampthill (Part 2)

Early on a promising Summer morning I returned to the village of Ridgmont to complete the second section of The Greensand Ridge Walk which I had curtailed due to gloomy weather the week before. (Details of part 1  here). The butterfly trail in the village was still in existence and just after I crossed over…

In the Time of the Skylark – Re-exploration (11)

3 June 2020 My Dearest Boy, We have been lark-charmed, gladdened, cheered.  This week you were able to re-explore a half-remembered place.  You scooted light-footed down the gravel path, laughter in your refined voice.  Nana, lock-down hair flowing behind her, could no longer catch you. What fun you had jumping with a new self-assurance along…

In the Time of the Skylark – Carousel (10)

May 27, 2020 My Dearest Boy, As a child my favourite fairground ride was the Carousel.  It combined a longing for a connection with ponies, the comfort and safety of being held tightly on the saddle by my Daddy and the tinkly music hall songs that my own Grandma and Grandad used to sing when…

In the Time of the Skylark – Listen (7)

My Dearest Boy, What a thing it is to stop and listen!  To a young child, given space and time, this comes naturally.  It is one of the ways in which we learn.  In this time of the skylark’s song I have been reminded to cherish this gift. Ah, my dearest boy, I tried to…

In the Time of the Skylark – Time (6)

April 30 2020 My Dearest Boy, Time passes on.  We have had proper April weather this week – sunshine and showers; dark skies and rainbows.  I have been walking a little less and thinking about how when you spend time with Grandad T and me you love to go out in the garden.  There are…

In The Time of the Skylark – Bluebells (5)

My Dearest Boy, Another week has passed by so quickly.  Your Mummy has a folder of all the colouring, writing and crafting you have been doing.  Daddy has sent me videos of you riding your scooter; eating sweetcorn and chocolate (not together) and looking for Nana’s house on a map.  My time seems to be filled…

In the time of the skylark – rainbows (3)

8 April 2020 My Dearest Boy, The skylark is now my alarm clock.  Each morning it is up before I am awake; afield before I am up and “breakfasted” before I am afield (Thank you, Mr Hardy).  I walk early and the deer and rabbits are surprised to see me.  Today as I sat on…

In the time of the skylark – connection (2)

My Dearest Boy, “Not all those who wander are lost”, wrote Tolkien.  Maybe, I should add the words “whilst social distancing”.  I don’t think that phrase existed three weeks’ ago. On my walk this morning I was reminded that it is OK to wander and not to know.  It is also perfectly acceptable to feel…

In the time of the skylark (1)

Tuesday 24 March 2020 My Dearest Boy, I walked early this morning, purposely over the fields – muddy but still firm with frost, towards the railway line.  I would have taken you on this path today.  I passed no-one.  It’s so quiet.  There are few planes in the sky. As the air warmed the yellowhammers…