Instead of offering a blog post about art lessons or creative mindsets, I thought it would be nice just to share with you the photos I took while out walking yesterday here in St. Albans in Hertfordshire.
I feel very much in a reflective, quiet mindset today and have done for a few weeks now and walking in nature always seems to help.
I live in St. Albans, quite close to all the wiggly old roads in the centre so I often like to walk around the old streets and look at all the old houses as I very much enjoy the history of where I live.
Yesterday, my boyfriend and I enjoyed a walk up to the Old Gorhambury ruin on the Gorhambury estate. We did try to walk a little further but were met with a very loud road so instead retraced our steps back which resulted in a 9 mile walk!
I love trees and love drawing trees and have always felt a deep love of all trees since I was very young. Somehow they feel like family to me.
We had a clear, cold day that started out very bright and crisp and as we made our return journey there began a layer of mist that covered the countryside.
It was such a beautiful walk, though of course since we're all newly released from lockdown #2, there were loads of people walking, running and cycling their way up to the ruin with us!
Looking out at the countryside and into the brilliant sky, I'm unable to stop myself thinking of my family who all live in another country. We're all a very international family and keenly aware of our disconnection from each other during this pandemic. This will be my first year doing absolutely nothing for Christmas and pretending it's just another day as it's too dangerous for any of us to travel to spend time with each other during the holidays this year.
This is the ruin at the top of the hill. Apparently it was the home to Sir Francis Bacon and has beautiful remains of a galleried extension that was built by Sir Nicholas Bacon (Sir Francis Bacon's father) to make a better impression for when Queen Elizabeth 1 next visited as apparently on her first visit, she commented on how small it was.
When you have your back to the ruin, there are such beautiful views of the countryside with long rolling meadows and distant trees of the surrounding woodlands. I wish there was a bench there so walkers could take a moment to rest and enjoy the view but I assume the current Lord Verulam and his family who live in the big house beyond the ruin, probably don't want to encourage people to linger.
The light over the trees was mesmerising especially as the late afternoon mist rolled in and the sun began to set. The lovely craggy old tree to the right with the strip of bright green running behind it was simply gorgeous!
As the sun was dipping lower and the mist and cold were covering the land, we met some friendly horses who gave us a few curious looks and then went back to munching grass! This one looked as if it had been rolling in the mud! I love the tree in the background with one of it's branches resting on the ground. I wonder about all the history old tree's like that have seen!
I hope, where ever you are in the world, that you can take time to get out in nature to go for a walk as it's the best meditation I know for calming the mind and refuelling the spirit!