Sunday 15 August 2010

The Dawson Meadow


The Meadow is a haven of approximately four acres which (unbelievably) is nestled down in a valley just tuckedaway from a busy dual carriageway. Thousands of commuters pass the surrounding land everyday and few know the delights of the stretching water meadow within their grasps. The land is owned by my parents and is bordered on either side by further meadow and field. Running down one side is a beautiful river and although it belongs to somebody else it's wonderful to sit and look at and enjoy the sound of running water.
The greens of the grass coupled with early morning dew make for some beautiful contrasts in photography. Aswell as this, once the rain has fallen the meadow lies undisturbed and the drops of water remain in situe until something comes along to disturb them. Because of this beautiful yet slightly damp grass, many animals and insects are able to thrive, and indeed we've already come across some of them. Baby frogs and spiders in their hundreds are very common amongst the grasses. 

Aswell as interesting flowers and animals the Meadow has a fine array of blackberries to offer. Because it’s set away from the road, and away from the majority of  birds, the blackberries are left alone to grow and thrive. They offer a lovely contrast to the greens and browns of the surrounding foliage. In addition to blackberries - the meadow has another culinary delight to offer. Walking through the central grasses we’ve found the delightful smell of mint and have unearthed a large amount of meadow mint which my mother hopes to eventually make into mint sauce as gifts for family and friends. 
The dog loves it - she knows that it belongs to my family through some sort of sense and she just roams around it for however long we're down there. On walks in public places she tends to stick close - at the meadow she's off! There are two lakes there, both with lovely water and she spends half of her time sat in them. We’ve all agreed that she’s never looked happier than on the days that she spends exploring the corner of England that my parents have taken on board. 


The area that the Meadow is located in is a very quiet and small village. There is a local pub and that's about it! But further down towards the east of the land is a meadow that's currently used to graze cows. It offers an extensive view of countryside from the gate on our side, and that place is very much my Mother's favourite spot. Sitting and just listening to the sounds of the countryside punctuated nicely with the melody of churchbells is the perfect way to spend a weekend afternoon.  


Whilst it's lovely to be able to capture the views and the nature that's on offer in this magical place - it's also important to step back from the camera and view the world with clear eyes. Indeed there is plenty to see that I've not yet been able to capture, and neither has my Father. Aswell as the images we've managed to get so far, there are plenty of animals that have been seen but unfortunatly not conveyed to the lens. 
 To date there have been sightings of Deer, Kingfisher, Heron, Fox and even word of mouth indicators that there is an otter on the river. In addition to the visuals, the sounds of the meadow are calming and offer one of the best natural soundtracks that exist.