Green

Today the woods (Burley Old 1700) appeared furtive and mysterious, possibly through the introduction of new shadows and shapes cast by the newly clothed trees or maybe the abundance of life that floods the glades and groves. The green of the freshly opened Beech leafs is intense, a vivid light green, almost fluorescent in the bright spring light. Out of the corner of your eye, movement everywhere, undefined, ephemeral, strange and beautiful, all over the landscape; the woods are alive. A small group of unaware Deer run towards us, not seeing us until they were merely meters away, stopping, a lengthy Mexican stand off ensued before the Deer could take no more and broke for the cover of the deeper wood; more Deer where seen throughout the walk, their abundance noticeable. An Owl took flight from a nearby sheltered branch and swooped gracefully through the broad leaf maze, disappearing into a sea of fresh green to a noisy chorus from the other birds perched high amongst the boughs. It was one of those walks when you can't help be smile, beautiful.