Tuesday, 24 November 2009


When I was a small girl I was lucky enough to be brought up on a farm in Somerset, open fields were my own personal time and place. I used to go field walking with my Jack Russel Kandy, and we walk for what seemed miles looking for bits and pieces on the ground you could find all sorts of things for example, once I found a rusty pair of round victorian glasses with the glass still in, and this would send me off into another world because I would wonder what kind of person wore these. The open field can be like a time capsule in itself, and for me would be a valuable learning tool through my findings as an educational experience.

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