healingwords: poetry for the soul

I was enchanted by this beautiful field of wild chamomile. It has been a good year this year with the golden plants thriving, their scent filling the air. 

This feral cat was so wary of people it was hard to catch her in a photograph. This one shows her defending her territory as we walked on and left her in peace. 

I spotted this giant grasshopper sat still on my patio. It looked lost and didn't jump away. The patio is enclosed within 4 steep walls so I have no idea how it arrived, maybe it was blown in on the wind. We carried it carefully back to the countryside where it shuffled away into the grass.  Grasshopper in Spanish is 'saltamontes'. I love this word, it literally means jumping mountains. I hope this prehistoric looking creature recovered its energy and was able  to jump mountains again. 

It is so good to be back out in the countryside. The terraces are covered in wild flowers, everywhere you look is a riot of colour and birdsong fills the air. We are fortunate to be able to walk into this environment and live in a quiet village. The virus is still around and we all need to be careful and cautious but out in the open air at least gives us an hour's peace and restores faith that a better future lies ahead.