Summer in England: A remedy for stress

Ah, summer in England. The political turbulence of recent months, or rather years, has added to the stress of daily life here in London. Your intrepid blogger has been unable to nurture Q4TK recently, as had been the case in the past. But, this is certainly not due to inactivity on the part of your webmaster. Quite the opposite! The turmoil in the international trading system has pushed his working hours up into new heights. Yet, as the pressure builds, he has found solace in nature. That is, he has had the opportunity to head out into England’s “green & pleasant land”, as William Blake called it in the poem Jerusalem.

The rain and fertility of this place provide welcome opportunities for nature to break through in its struggle with human economic development. Summertime walks in the countryside or a city garden in turn offer us a chance to reconnect with the natural world. Even urban denizens such as Dr D! And, being open to such moments can have a calming effect. They can deliver an opportunity to restore and re-centre one’s soul. When your blogger takes time to appreciate the lambs on “England’s pleasant pastures seen”, well it reminds him of the privilege it is to be here.

Even in this space and time, there are blessings to be found all around us in summertime England. Your Q4TK webmaster has added this little gallery with this in mind. His goal is to share with you a few such moments from his summer in England. (If you subscribe to my email feed, you will need to click the column title above to display the gallery.)

3 thoughts on “Summer in England: A remedy for stress

  1. I couldn’t agree with you more, Doug. I spend time every day with the flowers, bees, butterflies and birds in our suburban yard. Snipping off dead flowers, weeding, watering and fertilizing are such happy ways to reconnect with the earth and the universe. We even added a screened gazebo to our backyard this summer so that we can sit outside in the evening to read and knit and listen to the cicadas. The less sense I make of the world out there, the more I value the little bit of heaven we have outside.

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