*

*

Friday, March 18, 2016

Memories



I used to walk these paths in my homeland, I knew every nook and cranny.
Nowadays, it's all about driving everywhere, we miss out on so much life around us.
I think of this Beatrix Potter quote often, and smile.

“Thank God I have the seeing eye, that is to say, as I lie in bed I can walk step by step on the fells and rough land seeing every stone and flower and patch of bog and cotton pass where my old legs will never take me again.”  
~Beatrix Potter

13 comments:

DJan said...

You will be back walking on those beautiful lands again one day, although there's no doubt that you do have the "seeing eye." Sending you lots of love. :-)

ann said...

Are you home yet? I hope so. We think about walking, especially when we can't. I love the redbud. I have one here in it's 2nd year so hoping that, first, it survived the winter and secondly that the the buds don't freeze. We are in the midst of a snow storm with 2-3 inches of snow. Hope you are mending.

Kathy said...

Such a beautiful picture! I hope your leg is healing and you will soon be back walking the highways and byways.

donna baker said...

Apropo Jo - for both of us.

Michael said...

Jo, I've never read that before but what a fantastic quote from Ms. Potter herself. Love it.

While I never walked beautiful beautiful scenes like that (having lived in the heart of London's concrete jungle), we did have parks and the very occasional jaunt up to Oxfordshire, twice to Devon and once to Yorkshire. What a lovely memory for you!

And you are so right about the need for cars so much more so now, and I'm guessing not jsut here but in in the English countryside, well, at least in Norfolk where my family later moved to. Impossible in fact w/o one.

All this begs the question though: If you could do it all over again, do you thin you would have chosen to cross the pond or stay in those beautiful hills and heath? I often ask myself that and of course, one wouldn't have the children one has otherwise so that alone changes things but what if they,say, had been the same regardless? then what? :)

NotesFromAbroad said...

I am happy that I can walk where I live and enjoy the outdoors but I will be happy to be in a town again where I am not so isolated.
Although lately I am liking the idea of living in a place with a few dogs and less people :)

Doc said...

So very sorry to read of your injury and hope you have a speedy return home. I have been away from blog wold for some time because of health issues and feeling sorry for myself. It took a bit but I am spiritually healthy again and getting on with myself. Sounds like you are in the best of care and will be returning home soon? Spring is upon us and your beautiful garden awaits.

Country Gal said...

You will be walking again soon . I hope you are soon able to be home at least . Lovely British countryside indeed . Thanks for sharing , Have a good weekend !

Patsy said...

How sad for you Jo! but we pray you will be back up and around soon.
Hugs

Stella Jones said...

Ah Jo, I feel the longing. Next time I go for a country walk, I'll take some pictures for you. Can I recommend a d.v.d for you for when you have access? I watched it the other day and really enjoyed it, it's called 'Bright Star! And it's about the life of John Keats. The scenery is beautiful and the costumes are lovely. I hope you get to see it.
When I feel ill, I use my mind to get better. Create for yourself a castle in a favourite place. Imagine yourself better as soon as you enter there. Your foot won't hurt, your legs will be strong and you will be able to run from window to window looking at the beautiful views.
Much love from Engkand and please get better soon xxx

Winifred said...

Hope you're up & running soon! Well maybe walking first. Lovely photo looks like dry stone walling.

Her quote sounds like she was a Wordsworth fan as it reminded me of his "inward eye" from his poem more commonly known as The Daffodils
" For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Susie said...

Jo, I too miss some of my old paths . It's sad to think of not walking them again. But memory helps. Some times, I will walk in my mind to the home of the lady that was my guardian angel....and we go to church in my memory. I loved her and she loved me...she was the closest to a grandmother that I ever had. Hoping you are recovering and feeling joy at the thoughts of Spring. Bless you Jo. xoxo,Susie

Janice Kay Schaub said...

That is so me........I can lay and dream of all the old places where as you say, I knew every stone it seems. I long for those days. I don't belong in a foreign land but am blessed that it is Michigan at least. I have a facebook group where I have connected all the old folks like me who used to live in our village as children. What memories we share. Got to do a blog about that.
Janice