“To die, to sleep – to sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there’s the rub, for in this sleep of death what dreams may come…” (Hamlet) This is said by Hamlet to himself when he thinks he is alone
Conservation is on my mind.
Thinking of a way forward to be progressive with the CVHT and the community.
Thinking about something a friend of mine mentioned. Seeing as the charity changed its name to a ‘Health Trust’ – this beautiful green space, home to dormice, bats even possibly an otter or two, could become a health and wellbeing space.
We have all benefitted from green, open space, particularly during the lockdown. A benefit to both our mental and physical health. A green, open space, in the middle of the village, open to the whole community, all ages, for yoga, pilates, workouts, walks, schools to see nature at work, a sanctuary for people with disabilities and difficulties to spend time with nature.
Forget all. the concrete and ugliness. A healing, health and wellbeing field of love and happiness. A lovely, lasting legacy for all involved. XXX