talking to my phone in the woods

Is talking to ones self on the walk and a bad thing I had intended to come with my son but my phone will have to do.

So here we are winding our way over the pine needles and the varicose with roots in the woods the windows of us in the trees and I’m approaching a small bridge And it’s delightful banisters and a lady with a chocolate Labrador in her lovely weather Shisha finger you what do you call those things Gina it’s not as you know Sam you know the sort of synthetic woman material. It’ll come to me lots of dog walkers out here I always feel like I’m the weirdo because I don’t have a dog but it is lovely here.. So I’m on the prom prom prom and of the boardwalk which has a nice bring you feel and wanted gaps into which leaves and acorns have settled themselves. Going down a step here and I think about talking into my phone it didn’t worry me it is the fact that it distracts anyway how are you doing phone there in my hand needles leaves in acorns underfoot have to keep talking on the phone. Taking my voice down. The Sun seems to go running which is a shame anyway I’ll plough on thinking of taking a week off work to clear my head just don’t want it to be to the Pete. I was thinking about that whole beat lightning process and how it somehow negates joy of melancholic lyricism. Yes does it enable the stay in your lane resilience that crashes the expressivity of collective is there any more collective am I deluded to believe there is such a thing and Manchester selfish organism longs for feeling. Walking past this film tree which I rather love and there’s some lovely mushrooms growing upon it. Might take a photo of them anyway and we go I do like the compacted mud parts of the woods and they are the expressivity of the Cotswolds. My phone just said Cotswolds instead of Kosmos the Cotswolds knows itself through its expressions yes the middle-class expressions of concern in the us of the middle class what’s a load of wank that I wonder what my phone will say for wank it’s actually did say wank just passed a yapping dachshund who is owner told the girl who was presumably her daughter to be careful as she went to Pettit because he is warning you he’s not happy. This somehow made me sad to think of the way humans project our own messaging onto animals oh well then I passed a lady on another boardwalk who had a lovely mossy cableknit Aaron style jumper I said did you nick that yourself and she said I’m afraid not it’s short board but my mum was very good at knitting she could sit there clacking and come up with these amazing creations whilst you watch the telly but she herself had to sit there and think about what the mood she was making well. This got me thinking about how the skills extra embodied and beyond the realm of cognition like the bird that builds its nest through biosocial feeling. I’m now entering the Jurassic section of the walk and a bird perhaps Robin alighted on the bum to wire it turned away before I could see if it has a red chest feels Jurassic you due to the Prof preponderance of ferns.

So then we reach the brow of the hill into the more open area with the pines reaching up into this as your sky is English fluffy clouds yes up ahead he is another dog walker in his fleece his blue teal fleece and he has two hunting dogs sniffing the ground one off the leash and one on the leash they themselves are foraging for the nuts the ones that you cook at Christmas. i’m following the purple arrow down on familiar path and found that I had a tear in the longing as the purple nurse made me recall the reading books from school and the pleasure of making progress through the colours but at the same time feeling somehow left behind by the progress made by those around me I can feel that sadness now just through that colour. The man in the teal fleece it turned out was not one of the middle class us people and we stood discussing the sweet chestnuts I saw him foraging porn on the ground he had to gundogs which I mistakenly referred to as hunting dogs but this did not seem to bother him. He told me how they were rare because of their innate inability to learn recalled his five month old gun dog was still there form on the leash. Still I foraged some of the sweet chestnut and looked up at the leaves which were similar but not as fluoride as the horse chestnut. The man in the teal fleece and the Adidas turquoise Adidas woolly hat told me that people mistake them and this of course led to a discussion about playing conquers at school and how soaking them and vinegar could help I told him that the best thing was keeping them for a year. And I can still remember my all conquering conquer that I had from a year before which demolished all colours. It’s a vista best admired almost one walk through it to appreciate it there is only one way to find out here is a vista with a step made via lock and the gate to self made by the filled willows either side it feels like someone’s car depart inviting me to follow it and yet I felt it was perhaps better to admire the path from afar rather than follow it but I am now following it and sometimes I think it’s not better when you get there but better to have a match into getting there. In this instance cut through the Snicket has led me back to the upper pathway this song dapples through the leaves and I do feel a certain reward of having discovered another region within the region