These staggering spectacles from the natural world never fail to delight me. And I feel so lucky and privileged to have this wild place on my doorstep.
‘What a marvellous place to raise a family’ people used to say to me.
Well, only if you’re into it.
Our eldest wasn’t. You see, she needed a culture of a different kind. With people and noise and hubbub like you find in a city. We visited this different environment quite often when we were home educating to give them flavours of other life. And I could see her come alive; every fibre of her resonate with those vibrant surroundings and she couldn’t wait to go live a city life. I knew exactly what she was feeling because I’d felt it in reverse, I longed for the peace and green environment of the natural world when I was growing up in the city. I could see the same hunger in her that I’d had.
Funny how things turn about.
It’s not always like that, I know. But we have to be aware, as parents, of the fact that our children are different people from us, who have needs in them quite different from our own. We have to be aware of the different worlds they might need in order to flourish and allow it to be okay. Let them go.
So while she walks the streets I walk under the wild geese and think of all the times she had to listen to me harping on about them whilst she rings and tells me which celebrity she just bumped into.
Different worlds! Give me the wild geese any day, but each to their own!