As you know, here at Dimpsey, we love to introduce you to new makers and authors and the recent addition of a new book to our shepherd hut library for guests inspired me to do a competition with a difference for you, our lovely followers.
When makers give prizes, they’re giving you the gift of their time and their craft and I think that deserves some time from me too.
So rather than do just a click like and follow post, I’ve taken the time to weave the prizes into a Dimpsey story and I’d love it if you’d take the time to read it before you click and follow our lovely creatives who are taking part.
However, I’d really love it if this competition encouraged you to take five minutes with a mug of tea to read the full story, because little resets is what Dimpsey is all about…
Before we get on with the tale, I just need to tell you that this competition isn’t endorsed by Instagram or Meta, is open to UK residents only and will end at 11.59pm on Sunday 15th December and a winner will be drawn at random. There is no cash equivalent.
To enter you need to like the four brands tagged on the photo on our Instagram Feed and tag a friend you would love to take this walk with.
Now, are you sitting comfortably?
Come let’s walk a while
It’s early…
You sit at the kitchen table, one hand cradling your reviver morning tea mug, the other writing away, journalling your thoughts.
A lit Chapter candle sits on the table beside you, pooling light around your notebook and filling the room with its beautiful scent.
Once your thoughts are captured and your mind reset is complete for the day, you close your notebook and drain the last dreg of tea.
You blow out the candle and we walk to the door, grabbing a coat and the ready rucksack as we go, slipping through the door into the waking world…
The mist hangs in the air around us, weaving its tendrils amongst the hedges and hiding the distance from view.
We walk up the hill, for we know we might find treasure there to gladden our morning.
Stepping out, our breath hangs in the air as we go, a vaporising trail that belies our presence but soon disappears.
We talk as we walk, the easy chatter of relaxed people taking the chance to reconnect, every now and again silenced by the incline…
We gradually leave the mist behind us, it vainly tries to cling to us, but the warm sun deters it and our way ahead is clear.
Still we climb, but we can see our destination ahead of us, a majestic copse of trees, standing tall and proud on the hill.
We get there, puffing slightly from the walk and swing the rucksack off our back.
It’s still damp underfoot, but we have Fold & Supply explorer mats swinging from our rucksack, so we place them down.
Their waxed surface protects us from the ground, the woolly topper provides softness.
We settle down, our backs against the tree and then we take in the view.
Below us, the bottom of the valley stretches away carpeted in a low hanging mist, but above it is clear blue sky.
Only the tallest of trees and the tippiest top of houses can be seen – we have found the gift of inverted fog…
We sit above it, basking in glorious sunshine; flask cups in hand, tree trunk at our back…
You slowly close your eyes, day dozing with contentment.
I smile and reach into the rucksack and pullout my part-read book, I bring it to my tucked-up knees.
Resting it against them, I turn to my page and smile…
The book is called “Chasing Fog” and we’ve most certainly done that, it’s stretching out below us, carpeting the valley but we’ve risen above it.
Adjusting my position against the tree, I settle back to read the author, Laura’s, beautiful words for a while, with the warming sun gradually revealing the scene below me…
You wake, I pull the fly leaf of the book round to keep my page and tuck it away safely in the rucksack.
We rise, we walk.
Time to start the day…
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