I live in a busy village near Oxford. I got the Ordnance Survey out and mapped the local foot paths. I then plotted half a dozen walks sticking to the footpaths and avoiding the roads. I then walk a different one every day. Some of mine take me up to the local hill. Others are around the village and along the local brook
Just take notice of everything around you. The change in seasons and weather. On a recent snowy day I went right to the top of the hill, well wrapped, but, oh boy was it cold. It was exhilarating and I could see to the edge of the downs 5 miles away. Three days earlier I had heard the first sky lark of 2018. I see voles and rabbits, wild flowers and birds, I watch the crops grow. I pick blackberries and greengages in season and would pick apples if I didn't have so many apple trees in the garden.
In the village I look at the houses their architecture, what it tells you about the area, then there are the gardens everything from the uncared for to the immaculate. When I do that I often talk to people wandering arous or doing gardening
I can't be bothered having pets. I walk fast and get out of breathe. Dog owners seem to amble and let their dog do all the rushing around.