Walk in the Woods 12th January

When we arrived, the car park was quiet, so we guessed we were likely to meet up with people because it always seems to work out that way.
The sun through the trees was quite lovely, though I don’t think my pictures do it much justice.
We walked down to the bottom perimeter fence for a change and remembered happy times with Maggie rushing ahead to explore.
It was along here that she flipped a rabbit kitten out of curiosity but didn’t harm it.
The silver birch is still there, the one that looks like several trees became entwined.
Just beyond this point is the fence and a huge field which at the moment is full of leeks.
but it wasn’t here that the farmer gave me an armful for our stew all those years ago.

A young Mum with a pushchair and another woman with a dog were coming towards us, so we took a side cutting and found ourselves alongside the concrete bunker that Maggie had once been fascinated with, running from one end to the other trying to find a way in. Once the women had passed us, we got back on the track which was becoming increasingly muddier so we decided to climb the small bank and walk back along other tracks of yesteryear.
They are all overgrown with bracken at the moment, but a bit too cold for adders though Hubby thrashed everything in our path with his sticks just in case.
We found a squirrel’s dining table and a tree ahead was full of wrens.
Sadly they were too quick for me, but I did snap this chap. Sorry it’s not very good.

Again as we stomped through the bracken we thought of Maggie and how she would lead the way. She never went too far ahead, always stopping to look over her shoulder to make sure we were following. Her other ‘route finds’ are at the top end of the woods and we haven’t been up that far yet. But for now we had our memories.

Pictures taken around 2014.

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