Nuts

Like hazelnuts dropping into the pool of wisdom, acorns fell from the branches of Oaks overhanging Avon Water; striking the still surface with a satisfying ploop, sending ripples radiating out. A group of Deer hurriedly cross down stream, aware of our presence they don't dilly dally and disappear quickly into the dense cover of Rhienfields Sandy. The sun floods the wooded banks, casting a mottled blanket across the autumn scene, a last flush before the fall and a well deserved winter sleep.