" Red is the colour of the new Republic. Blue is the colour of the sea. White is the colour of my innocence. No surrender to your mercy" The Men they couldnt Hang
So we are all urged to go Greener now. Recycle this, recycle that. Biodegradable this, biodegradable that. Carbon neutral, yes. Carbon emission, no. But why does it take a global campaign to state the obvious?
This weekend I travelled North, back to my rightful birth place, the heartland of Britains one time Industrial Revolution, the Black Country http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Country. I love going back home. Get fattened on Mother Rubi Reds fantastic home cooking, the sights, the smells, the accents, the people around me. Its good to be back on familiar home turf. Its a place to recooperate, recharge, and reinvigorate. Ready to face lifes challenges once more with renewed gusto.
No more do the great industrial satanic mills dominate the Black Country skyline. For now the young saplings of the Urban Forest regeneration programme is taking hold, turning the great bygone industrial areas green. You dont have to venture far to find this happening. We went out for an evening stroll across the Staffordshire canalway and came upon a wonderful grass meadow. Such a sight to see as the long grass heads tossed and swayed in the sunshine breeze. Happiness and Hayfever. A toxic combination.
Im forever astounded at my Moms boundless energy. One evenings small walk is never good enough. So come Sunday morning, I'm persuaded to drive to the Wyre Forest in Worcestershire for a "longer" walk. http://www.wyreforest.net/forest.html
I'm glad i did. Back to Nature. Back to Green :)
my green fotos in the wyre forest:
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