The forest looked like this today. It was magical. The Waterboys 1984 album Pagan Place has a track on it titled 'Church not made with hands', and today the forest felt just like that. Like natures expansive organic cathedral where the ancient trees were the mighty pillars holding up the high vaulted canopy roof. And the comparisons continued, the shaded stands were cool like a church, and dappled light danced amongst the trunks like the light cast through huge stained glass windows. That's where the comparison ends though, as of course, natures works will always outshine the works of man. Was lovely.
On a tangent, we saw a huge grass snake on our walk, it was a full grown adult, largest I've ever seen, must've been a full 1.5 meters long, and it moved fast, man, did it move. Our meeting had been to all our surprises, and our responses reflected that. My initial, aaargh, abated upon identifying a Grass Snake (Natrix helvetica), and was quickly replace with awe and wonder at our country's largest snake. Magnificent. Geoff had seen something new, and he wasn't at all sure he'd enjoyed the meeting. And, the snake flew, disappearing swiftly amongst the flora and debris of the woodland floor, in a style that highlighted just how it had lived long enough to get so big.
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