A small plot of land outside our walled garden – we have called it The Wild Wood.
During 2010 I will record the seasons as I take time out to eat my lunch and read inspiring books as I sit on the seat made from Yew branches, overlooking the neighbouring farmland.
1 Spring wakes up The Wild Wood
2 A Muntjac pays a visit
3 Spring bird song
4 The woodland edge
I weep to no avail....
7 hours ago