Wild wood.

Needed a walk today. None of my family were interested and my son had collected his dog the night before. I decided to walk on my own. There is something quiet and peaceful about walking alone in a wood. Fallen trees a roof of branches and a carpet of leaves. All the leaves still on the trees changing colour and crunchy beech nuts and prickly chestnut husks under foot. Feeling one with nature and wondering at Gods perfect seasonal balance.
Grateful for nearby woods, for time to think and for air to breath.