'A Foxes riddle and a Monkeys dance', is what my mother used to call it when rain fell and the Sun shone. That was certainly the order of the day today. The skies darkened and the rains fell, only to be swiftly replaced by glorious Sun, so brightly reflected off the rain jeweled land it was hard not to squint. Autumn's coming, the colours are changing, males Deer roar from hidden groves and ground is softening; seasonal considerations need be thought about when planning walks now, as the bog woodland zones are becoming just that.
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