Is there a better place to be on a sunny Sunday afternoon in spring than in the woods? There might be (Kay, for instance, would probably say the monadnocks), but as far as I was concerned last Sunday, when I set out for a walk from my parents' allotment, there was no place I'd rather have been than in the nearby woods.
I walked for about two hours, and although I met other people every now and then, I was on my own most of the time. The only sounds were the birds and bumblebees. It was warm enough to go short-sleeved, and I enjoyed my walk immensely. It was just what I needed after six days of lessons, and I am glad I had (and took!) this opportunity.
Such different shades of green and white! You only get to see this for a short time every year.
I'm afraid this picture doesn't do the woods justice; there was a true carpet of anemona.
I have walked most of these trails before, but I still find it intriguing to look along one of them and imagine what could be round the next bend.
The picture on the left is looking back the way I have just come. The one on the right shows a path leading down into a valley with a series of small lakes (or ponds, depending on how you define them). This time, I chose not to go there; I could hear what sounded like lots of people with lively children down there, and I wasn't in the mood for that.
Instead, I went the opposite way, up the steps, until I reached this trail.
Violets are so pretty, and there were lots between the anemona, but they don't easily show in a picture unless you take a close-up. This grassy path is my favourite spot. Hardly anyone ever seems to be walking there; it is very quiet and gets very warm in the sun. I observed many butterflies but was always too slow for them with my camera, so you'll just have to believe me that they were there.
In summer, when all is green and leafy, you hardly notice how many different kinds of trees there really are in the woods.
Back towards my parents' allotment, along the rapeseed fields that are already flowering - it felt like June, not like the last days of March! So far, I always said that summer is my favourite time of the year. Right now, I say it is spring.
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