A gifted stroll at Durhill today as it presented me with the heather starting to flower.
I walked the sandy track and I could hear a thundering of hooves as 3 mares frolicked and bucked across the heath, they didn't seem spooked, just simply a moment of joyfulness for being amongst the abundant forest. The sun bounced off the surface of Long pond, and deer rested amongst the pine trees.
A buzzard circled and called as I reached the top of the hill to admire the vast views across Lugden Barrow, Bisterne Estate and the purbecks beyond. A cool breeze brushed my face when I turned to head towards Whitten Bottom.
Crossing the road, a red kite flew over with a crow hot on his tail! But reaching Whitten Pond was a real gift as a very large herd of ponies and cattle snoozed at the waters edge with their foals and calves nearby. Geese and their goslings grazing between the herds and I sat for a moment, at a distance to soak up the moment of peace and rest with them before heading back along the sandy tracks.
The heather that hugged my path bounced with silver-studded blue butterflies and just before stepping back into the bustle of the carpark a nightjar gifted me with daytime churring.
What a joy walking amongst the heather and wildlife in this ancient Barrow-filled land, with beautiful vistas and vast blue skies. The heather should be just about perfect here for next month's evening walk 🤞
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