The trees, at this time of year, are covered in leaves, their own and those from other trees, as well as the ground cover of vines searching for light, and the dappled light making its way through the woodland canopy. It's almost hard to see anything, like a "dazzle ship" in WWI crossing the Atlantic.
Late Summer On the Forest Path
It’s like an entire universe right at your feet, overlooked and ignored.
At the Centre of the Woodland
Early Morning Just Before the Rain
Early morning, just before the rain, the wind and even the breeze stops for just a few moments and everything is still.
A Walk Towards the End of Spring
The fast spring growth has become the slow but steady development of a dense and impenetrable wall of green. The structure seems, over time, to have become less understandable, knowable. What is behind this green, knowable a few weeks ago, is secret now.
The Circular Path Turns Green
The Path Above the Lake
There are two paths, one by the edge of the lake and one up the hill above the lake. Too often, this pathway has bears with cubs. They are unwilling to move, and you often have to walk backwards, away, to avoid a clash. This time of year the undergrowth is preparing for spring.
