Ravenna park is so beautiful and big. It's always an adventure.

You can go rambling over gnarlyknobbly roots, scarper up fernfluffed hillside trails...

You might look for trolls under bridges, though you're more likely to find graffiti.

You may however, find cute boys making music by your favorite meditation rock.

There's all kinds of amazing trees, mosses, molds, mushrooms... Not to mention bushes, bananaslugs and brilliant berries...

I get to meander through it four or five times a week on my way homewards and workwards. I always look forward to the stroll, whether I'm huffpuffing through in an ohshiteI'mnotevengonnahavetimetochangethesheets hurry, or basking in the greening glory. It seems as though there's always a new way to go, or a new sight to greet me.

On rainy days, I often see the foraging ladies with their blue rubber gloves and baskets harvesting watercress in the stream. I've thought about it myself... It looks so fresh, wet and green, but so far I've limited myself to munching on the dandelion leaves and nibbling the chickweed.

The dandelions are awesome this time of year, if you get 'em before they flower.

Almost nettle time... I can hardly wait.