I’m not sure how many hours I’ve spent walking around Faversham since March, but it’s easily a three digit figure.

And since Faversham is not exactly a large, sprawling metropolis… that’s meant a lot of repetition within the routes.

Crazy then, that each day I still manage to see something that takes my breath away.  Usually a sunset.  Often a cloud.  Sometimes a boat.  Occasionally a cow.

Once a wayward balloon knotted round a tree, whose eulogy will tell the long, complex story of its fateful travels from Card Factory to the Creek.

And each time I walk along the same old paths and streets, I wonder what it is exactly, that makes it never feel boring?

I often imagine that within our mind there is a set of piano keys which is struck by fingers strung-up to whatever our senses pick up on.  In recent months it’s felt as though there have been a few too many sounds coming out of the bass clef; but in a way those have only made their opposites more melodic and tuneful whenever they are heard.

And I often hear those opposites whilst walking.  When I see a sunset or a cloud or a boat or a cow or a tangled balloon in a tree.

And that’s why it never gets boring.

Nature seems to have a magical knack of playing the right notes every single time, a combination of keys – sounds, scents and breeze – that permeate the soul and rejuvenate spirit.  Beautiful chords which double-up as the better songs from the soundtrack to living through a global crisis.

And, of course, actual music helps too.

Song of the Day:  Parov Stelar – Silver Line

This brand new release is some seriously sensational sound.  This is the sort of song you want to listen to whilst sat underneath the stars on a balmy night whilst eating a piece of 90% cacao chocolate.

And I’m cherishing it as much as I can before it gets overplayed and ruined in car commercials or in the background of cutting edge BBC documentaries.