Walking in the woods, fully equipped with the only essential needed– caramel-flavoured Mr Whippy ice-cream. Brave new world that has such wonders in it, to borrow a phrase. Now, if only scientists could make some progress in providing us with the jet-propulsion boots promised to us in cartoons/sci-fi magazines decades ago, the world would be perfect.

You cannot imagine how wonderful it is to stroll through these woods. It’s almost completely silent, even the birds seem to have passed out from the heat. Added bonus : coming across the occasional fellow-travellers. We say hello to one another, because that’s allowed in the woods, but not on the pavements. If I could bottle the scent of the woods, I believe I would die happy, I really would. That wondrous mix of greenery/sap/wildflowers/animal musk/tree bark and a touch of ozone. It’s a thing of beauty, it really is.

After an absolutely exhausting week working in sweltering, sunny Guernsey, I actually found the time to take a couple of random pictures on my walk down to work this morning. No matter how stressed or tired I get, my spirits are always lifted by these random glimpses of stunning beauty that surround us all. Of course, you don’t have to wander far to hit one of these heavenly vistas in Guernsey. I have to admit I am less struck by the beauty as I stagger back up Guernsey’s notoriously steep streets! All I want to see then is an oxygen cylinder and a mask…..

So, take the time to get out this weekend and smell the roses. More pictures to follow from the bluebell woods and/or Sark and Alderney if I manage to pop over there this weekend.