A wander along the green lanes, an idle through buttercup fields, and a dawdle under song-bird filled canopy, seeking inspiration and peace of mind from the trees, basking beneath the blue sky. May blossom droops on laden branches, whitethroats and blackcaps sing their scratchy tunes in the hedgerows and flit across gateways softened by a white froth of cow parsley. Lambs graze with their lumbering mothers or shelter beneath the shade of nettles. Wild garlic scents the air from deep, damp shade. The heart beats faster with the overhead-thrill of zooming, screaming swifts, attention brought back to earth by a rustle in the undergrowth and a bumble-buzz between the grasses and pink campion flowers. Dandelion puffs take flight on childhood wishes.