It's been a while since we'd walked in our beautiful forest. Cowed by the persistent mud which meant Geoff was always wet, no matter how vigorously I try and dry him, then his skin suffers, we'd taken to walking along the coast or over the hills. Today we were back amongst those familiar stands, and it felt wonderful, the light was lovely, everything about made for a perfect spring day. It felt as if the forest had missed us as much as we'd missed it, and welcomed us back with open arms, it felt good.
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