Despite the rain and the change in temperature, I am missing my Ancient Forest today. It was my genuine delight to walk in the rain with my dogs. Rain hitting the leaves of the trees overhead whose canopy kept me fairly dry, rivers swollen and surging along with the fish jumping clear of the water in joy of their element, cascading streams tumbling down the hillside and puddles to splash through in my high leg wellies.I miss the clean smell of the forest and the muddy drive with its sharp bright rain washed pebbles glinting through the washed away mud. I miss seeing the Deer running like the wind through open fields and the stealthy shadow of the Leopard Cat as it sprang through the trees chasing the European Squirrel with its cute black ringed tail flashing white fur in speedy escape. I miss the bell like flowers of the Cranesbill, pink and glorious with a tiny water droplet dangling from its petals like so many glittering diamonds I miss the autumn colours and the sneaky peeks of the faraway woodlands across the river. Today...I miss Devon..
