OUR WORLD - A Walk in the Woods

A gloomy, rainy afternoon

but oh such a wonderful walk 

in a rain drenched forest.

If you look closely, you can glimpse a kangaroo next to 

the second tree on the right.

Sorry, I could not help slipping this in with the Brownies

and their leader.

Lichen on a tree like mint sugar candy.

This stone obviously was not rolling, everything was so 

vibrantly green and wet . . .

Nature's basket weaving

moss on moss, I found this rather interesting,

a marriage of two different mosses.

What princess was this that was turned into a tree with

 her braided tresses trailing on the forest floor

rain: between shots the camera tucked inside my jacket

in every family, there is one with his head above the others

fascinating rocks, singly and in mounds

half the trees have been felled so there is much more light

in the forest and the forest floor is much greener than before.

My friend and companion contemplating the little green pool

that in summer is totally covered in duck weed.

Not the forests of oak, birch and fir of my childhood but a

place of trees none the less

and I always feel at home amongst trees.

An hour of walking and listening here, smelling the wet pine needles,

is bound to restore the soul and lift the spirits.

MY WORLD ~ Winter in the Wild Wood

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

sulphurous lichens.

Here you see the yellow on the dead wood and a great deal

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.

Looking back along the sheep-track, the winter creek-bed

is choked with fallen trees.

I have not seen it this bad in many, many years, even the big

poplars are snapped and uprooted.

This massive nut-pine was uprooted some years ago. It is

much bigger than it appears, the diameter is at least 5' and

that rootball is at least 10' high.

past the nut-pine and along the dam (getting my feet wet

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

and this is looking back across our dam towards the wild wood.

Even with the devastation, it was a nice walk, freedom, fresh air and

delicious solitude.

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