The 1st of November fell on a Sunday, so perfect for a stroll. Unfortunately the weather still hadn't improved, so I dug out my boots and waterproofs and rushed over between the showers.
And the area around the Welcome to our woods campsite was looking a bit bedraggled after all the rain.
It did ease off enough for me to make a short video though as I wandered around.
The old yew tree that's been camouflaged by all the other trees over the summer is beginning to stand out again now that the trees all around are turning colour and losing their leaves. Have I mentioned before that a yew tree has to be at least 900 years old before it's considered ancient? I'd love to know how old this one is.
I've spent a lot of time in lockdown this spring and summer learning to identify lots of the wild flowers and plants growing here, I think next I'll have to learn more about all these incredible fungus.
And there are enough of the autumn colours around to make it a beautiful walk, even in the rain.
And there are still plenty of ferns around now too.
And just as I'm ready to head home the rain stops, and the pale light catching the leaves really brings out the colours.
My first visit was a Sunday and so was my last, the last Sunday of the month I woke to thick fog, and as I'd been wanting to photograph the woods in the mist for a while I grabbed my camera and was in the woods before 8.30.
It was well worth the early start.
I mentioned Harry Potter earlier, and as I crossed the railway line in the thick fog I almost expected the Hogworts Express to come thundering out of the mist!
The woods were wonderfully atmospheric in the mist, The colours were beautifully muted. One thing I didn't expect was so much bird song, I thought I'd arrived too late to hear it at it's best, but as I walked further along the path I could see that Welcome To Our Woods had put up some new bird feeders, and they were doing a brilliant job of attracting the birds.
Lots more fungus around now too.
Occasionally the sun would try to break through the mist giving everything a beautiful but quite eerie glow.
And if it wasn't for the chill in the air you could almost be fooled into thinking it was spring, not winter,
But the mist was still swirling around the Pixie Bridge,
It was quite magical and for once I went home with the shots I was hoping for ( believe me it doesn't happen often ๐ )
It was even tougher than usual to drag myself away from the woods a few hours later, but even though the sun had almost burned off all the mist by the time I left I was beginning to feel the cold, and definitely in need of my breakfast!
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