Nina Nixon


I'm Nina, a photographer, film maker and forever wanderer.  Passionate about nature, the great outdoors and all of life's adventures.  This is the place where I keep all my 'field notes'

When in Holland

Have you noticed - this past week - the harvest has been coming in?

If you live in the countryside then I'm sure you have.

Or maybe it's just been down here as the weather has been dry.

We've been stuck behind countless tractors, combines and ploughs all either making their way to or just coming back from the fields all week.

And I can only imagine all the hours and hard work that have been put in to achieve this job.

Now most of the fields we walk or drive past - the very same fields only a couple of weeks ago - are either bare or dusty with the remains of corn stalks scattered all over them or just freshly turned and the first thing that hits your senses is the smell of fresh earth.

Not all the fields mind you. I wonder if this lone one still full of corn will be there by the end of the week.

Though that is in the countryside.

Down here on the coast, row upon row of cabbages have been planted all ready for the Winter.

Anyhow. We haven't really been to Holland, just down the road to Goodnestone where there are some really beautiful walks - amongst other things to see and do.

We located a walk and printed it off in the morning and within an hour (organisation with three kids needed first) we were walking through woods and fields, along country roads and over stiles.

Not a soul in sight, just the hum of a tractor in the distance going about its business and us, walking along, minding our own business, enjoying the view and picking the odd blackberry - plus a handful of sloes.

Chillenden windmill was our destination.

'Yes' we could of just jumped in the car and headed right over there and parked on the very doorstep. But where's the fun in that?

No we walked it - and a very lovely walk it was too.

We sat on the very top step of an old fashioned windmill, eating our lunch and taking in the view, watching the world go by.

Leisurely springs to mind - a leisurely lunch. Now that does sound good don't you think?

We did cheat on the way back though as the walked looped us out and then back in again rather then directly to the village.

But with a little one in tow taking turns to ride on our shoulders, drastic measures were needed.

Instead of using the map we followed the sign posts - only thee quarters of a mile - as the crow flies 'ish!'

So when in Holland, Rome or even just up the road in Kent - if you spot a windmill go make it your destination as it is a beautiful location to have spot of lunch.

Have a fabulous weekend.