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Just popped to the nearest shop from my dad's place that I'm housesitting while he's on holiday, and the contrast with my own urban equivalent is quite something. 3.5 mile walk down country roads, past an apple orchard with an apiary, hawthorn hedges budding, blackthorn shrubs blossoming, ancient encrustations of bright yellow and green lichens, snowdrops emerging in the verges, muntjack deer bounding away through oak woodland, hares in the farmers' fields, kestrel, buzzard and red kite patrolling up high, and at one point skylarks singing in stereo with one either side of the road.