| I go out for a good walk almost every day now. So many fat pheasants ambling around, enjoying their final days before the guns arrive. Little do they know... Today I had to do some clambering over fallen trees. They were felled ones, waiting to be cut up for firewood. There is never much deadfall in our woods, as they are all carefully managed. It was all poignantly beautiful with cloudscapes I could hardly believe. There are lots of little cyclamen dotted all over the dropped pine needles. They must be hardy to be out now. So dainty in this unforgiving season. |
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