The autumnal forest floor is a treasure trove

Our woodland is always a place where the human mind can relax and marvel first hand how nature evolves.

Nothing is hidden, there are no scammers lurking behind false tree trunks. No politicians hell bent on warping your mind to their way of thinking.

Fungi proliferate

To be there is a sublime privilege.

Soak in the ambiance.

Pick up a handful of leaves and look closely, notice the structure and texture, the fragrance, a feather light treasure that spent half a year living high above your head

If a breeze loosens more leaves watch as they flutter to the ground, a graceful spiral. A final silent flight

Live in this moment, be happy 🤗