I’ve left my midlands University town now, and headed back home. It’s sad in a way, but I’m certainly a lot closer to the countryside now. Plus, I’m seeing a much more diverse range of birds here in Kent. Just this last week I have learnt to recognise starlings and chaffinches.
Here’s a photo of the avenue that I lived in:
I do prefer living outside of towns, but this street had a really cute feel to it.
The first sign of spring I saw, just weeks after our last snowfall, was these crocuses battling for survival on the cobbled floor:
It really makes me smile to see nature fighting back like this. In my last student house our garden was newly concreted and encased in paving slabs, and six months later you could barely see the concrete for the weeds and grass. I have this fantasy that as soon as we turn our backs for a second, suddenly all roads and paths and houses will be completely overgrown and taken over by wildlife.
Usually this fantasy ends with me realising I’d have nowhere to take a hot shower.
