magical sunset walk in meare

I've found a beautiful circular thirty minute walk that's ideal for barefooting and watching the sunset and even do some sungazing over the Somerset Levels by the river Brue near my home.  When you look at the low lying sun (obviously briefly) you see how its's a living being with a life  and consciousness of its own.

 It's so magical, sometimes I see deer, often swans on the river, many many rabbits confidently scampering around in the land backing onto the river, also bats circling. 

  It's amazing in the sun but also in different weather conditions; a few evenings I went out there to find swathes of the legendary Avalon mist low lying over the fields.

 Every evening it's a  little different. There's something about doing the same walk every day at about the same time.  Tuning into the Gaian network, the original internet, through the trees, birdsong, the water and the sky.

There seems to be no getting away from the fact that our internal biochemistry makes a difference.  After wavering a few times, travelling away from home, the 'raw high' kicks in almost like clockwork for me about 72 hours of being back with my chosen way of eating, and with it a blissful tuning into birdsong and the sounds of nature in general and a feeling of hearing what they are communicating.

Himalayan Balsam

I love Himalayan balsam, I know it's an invader and can take over from other long standing species here but I love its exoticness and fragrance  and the masses of pink flowers by the rhynes.

views of our village

on a sunny summer evening

Church Lane

The Fish House

Hollyhocks

The Mendip Hills

an unholy row

I love our village.  Every time I go for a stroll I come across something I have never seen before, its quite surreal.  It's so peaceful yet so much going on behind the scenes, also so much history, so much beauty and so many nice places to walk.  Walking is my favourite exercise and really lifts my mood (apparently it's partly to do with the spirally motion in the human body when we walk) Anyway the other evening whilst out and about between stints of computer based work I was astounded to come across this hilarious historical account on a poster board opposite the church...reminiscent of a Blackadder episode...

meadow of buttercups

Meare fish house

Enjoying the glorious sunshine and intense blue skies in Somerset.  There is something about a quintessential buttercup meadow.  When the sun shines in summer in England it really is paradisiacal.  A toad even jumped onto our delicious raw cake.
This village is deeply historical and also surprisingly quiet. Meare fish house is where the Glastonbury Abbey monks of old based themselves for fishing on the lake that was here then, this area on the Somerset Levels is known as the Lakes.  It was later drained for agriculture but in the winter the land still floods and the lakes reappear.

our fermentation fetish class in meare

We are really enjoying teaching these classes and the very appreciative feedback.  Yesterday we made lacto fermented Mexican salsa

basil kefir cheese pesto

lacto fermented pineapple papaya curry chutney

coconut kefir ginger beer

kefir breakfast pudding

chocolate kefir cheesecake

We also demonstrated kraut made easy 

and the ins and outs of making kefir.

These classes are also a great introduction to making raw food work for you.

Next one is on 22nd February,  Meare is in Somerset, about four miles from Glastonbury.

Thanks to Anna Middleton for fabulous photos.