On coffeeing with a friend recently in her ridiculously (s)wanky central London office complete with on-site barista (it blew my country bumpkin mind I tell you) she told me how much she misses Devon and how my Instagram feed always shows me enjoying that outdoors life she misses so. My Life….Outside London if you will. No, YOU stop it.And it’s true, if you were using Instagram as a measure, this little life does have all the markings of being owned by a proper ruddy cheeked outdoorsy sort. Why yes, you can follow me here, thanks for asking. The thing is, I don’t feel like an outdoorsy sort. Or I didn’t think I did. But like all properly curated (I’m sorry, I don’t even curate, I don’t know where that came from) social media feeds, mine does show the best bits, the highlights, the lovely little moments I want to share with the world*
And it would seem that most those for me now do take place outside my house. Whilst it might very well be true that my natural state used to be curled up in front of a Netflix binge with some oven chips and a bucket of wine, el poochos have turned me into a different beast. And slowly but surely, what started as an unfortunate by-product of having two very active fur friends became my favourite part of every single day.
Now, I feel a bit claustrophobic and antsy if I don’t get a good dollop of fresh air each day. Now, I actively seek out new places to explore and mooch through. Now, when my soul needs quietening I head for the hills. I’m in so much danger of going full Maria Von Trapp, stick with me.
What I’m trying to say, in a typically convoluted way, is: GET OUTSIDE. It’s good for your body and your mind. Even if you don’t have somewhere quite as scenic as Dartmoor on your doorstep, hop outside, take some deep breaths, explore a bit. I promise you’ll feel instantly more human and grounded and ready to tackle whatever the world wants to throw at you.There’s a chance I might be spouting any old waffle to share these photos I like from a day I spent on the moors at the end of last Summer. You’ll have to get outside and see for yourself.
*and that is why social media envy is INSANITY. You’re coveting a fabrication and that ain’t never going to be healthy. Said the blogger…
Devonish folk, this was nowhere more off the beaten track than a loop around Haytor, it was just a particularly nice day for it and with the two grub vans from Parke in the top and bottom car parks you really can’t go wrong.