Yesterday I was full of enthusiasm for the new Spring growth in the woods. Those new green leaves full of hope that Spring was really here. Today we are barely 10 miles further south and the woodlands look a little different.
Beech Trees are bare and the woodland doesn’t seem to have shrugged off its winter coat. Celandine provide a yellow carpet indicating that even here spring is on the way…but as yet no Bluebells. The twisted Bark of the Sweet Chestnut glows in the morning sunshine and by the Lake Willow, always the first to leaf, are starting to show that lime green of spring across their tops.
Winters damage needs to be evaluated and those stone walls repaired as they are much more than just a boundary being home for small mammals, nesting birds and insects and lichen.
Gorse is now in flower and one stand of Horse Chestnut are…
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