Excited by hedges

I set off, armed with a couple of cheese rolls and a banana, to explore my new hometown.  Five and a half hours later, I staggered home having established myself around town as the local lunatic. It all started with the ducks. They were nesting along the banks of the canal – real live wild animals, right there by the path! Then there were the bluebells and buttercups. Every time I saw one, I had to take a photo because there they were, growing wild and all higgledy-piggledy right beside the path, not in a manicured flowerbed or anything! Reeds – a paradise for wildlife, all along the river and just inches from the path! Moorhens! Squawking and whistling right near the path! Hedges! With real holly! Sheep! Dragonflies! Robins! Hawthorns! Oak trees! Walls! Made of stone! Each time I spotted one of these wonders of nature, my little body made an involuntary leap and I would scramble around in the undergrowth taking photos lest it disappear like a mirage. Ah, it’s been a long time coming, but now it’s here – English countryside, right by the path.