We’re lucky to live close to two forests. The first is a few minutes’ walk away, the other is further and larger, the main path taking the walker in a slow ascent through the ancient Sizergh estate. At the highest point, you emerge into the open air within a few hundred metres of the local organic farm shop and cafe.
Tess loves the walk. I’m partial, too, and it’s not just the coffee as reward.
The larger forest has this lovely stream running through it. The path meanders as it climbs, crossing the stream several times. Subjectively, it’s as though there are three small rivers, each one with its own sounds…
Autumn adds its own voice: the crunch of leaves under boots, the quietness of the trees, the occasional howl of delight as the collie charges off to chase a squirrel and inevitably ends up gazing at her faster target…
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Beautiful picture and post.
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Lovely! Thanks!
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Wonderful!
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