I also love the moor: the wildness, the different shades of green, the smells in the sunshine, and the sweeping rains in autumn. It reminds me of the confined world in "The Secret Garden". In that book is a boy called Dickon. He strolls in the moor from dawn till dusk and talks to animals. That would be lovely.
The reality is that I live in a city. But, I live in a vicarage. On a sunny day, as today, our house is surrounded by the sweet smell of broom and fennel from our biblical garden, and in a few weeks there will be colorlful flowers to pick for in church. Isn't this romantic?
My Card of the Day is 4 of Wands from the Gilded Tarot. I honor the place I live today.