And overnight it’s summer

And overnight it’s summer The ground is soft and gives underfoot, malleable after so much rain Animal tracks inviting, not yet overgrown Soft baby origami-folded horse chestnut leaves dropping to the ground Occasional up-drafts lifting leaves from the ground, to hover and drift like chestnut coloured birds Frenzied birds in the trees and undergrowth Chiffchaff quaking and vibrating it’s wings at the top of the trees A vole venturing out, rummaging in leaf litter One small forked twig caught on a branch dancing and bobbing in the breeze Dry twittering of last years beech leaves bristling against each other

Walking and making the seasons

I’ve walked a lot through the winter, but few words have formed in my mind. Its as though the procession of walks in gloom, biting, bright, sharp, dreary and damp have entered my being, too enveloping to separate myself and my thoughts. Perhaps this is something about winter, withdrawing inside the body, closing the curtains and drawing up to the fire within. There is change in the air now, winter is loosening it’s grip and I can feel it in my body as much as I can see and hear signs of it in nature. The bird song is like a relief. My thoughts are turning towards the next woodland retreat day, https://www.otherwaystowalk.co.uk/events/woodland-retreat-day-spring-half-price thinking about ho

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