A few days ago I went to our little Wild Wood which is left to it's
own devices, in other words, given back to God.
It had a carpet of last season's leaves and vibrant green coming
through after our autumn and winter rains, as well as bright
of storm damage. My excuse for a wonder in the wood was a
search for the daytime roost of a new owl I had been listening
to night after night. I had no luck as far as the owl was concerned,
it is probably hiding somewhere in the boundary pine trees or
even further afield.
is choked with fallen trees.
poplars are snapped and uprooted.
much bigger than it appears, the diameter is at least 5' and
that rootball is at least 10' high.
in my leaking Wellingtons). Just beyond our dam, the wood
ducks that had taken flight at my approach, were regrouping
and thinking of flying over the fence to the neighbours dam
Even with the devastation, it was a nice walk, freedom, fresh air and
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