I was struck today be the ridiculousness of modern life and how far
removed from our natural environment we've become. Whilst out walking I
came across a plethora of Sweet Chestnuts, a bumper year, the winds
having dislodged them, the ground was densely covered in fair sized
nuts. From deep within my sub conscious an ancestral memory, probably
coded into my DNA, prodded me with a flint tipped spear and said 'pick
them up then'; the urge to collect was a
powerful one, I picked a pocket full, though knowing, really I already
had enough at home. Millennia of hunter gathering may have been
marginalized by modernity, but can't be easily removed or replaced
within us. Or can it? Earlier I'd seen bags of Sweet Chestnuts on sale
in the local supermarket at premium prices, and here people were walking
by them, not even acknowledging their presence, when they could, with
ease, collect masses of Sweet Chestnuts for free. When I was a child,
family missions to collect Sweet Chestnuts were a seasonal event, as
were Blackberry picking or collecting so many other of natures bounties;
pastimes I recall fondly and continued with my own children. Though on
the whole, mass participation in and perpetuation of these activities
appears to have all but vanished from modern society. Makes me wondered
if people remember what's out there or is it that they just can't be
bothered.
Has the world gone nuts?
Has the world gone nuts?
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