Storm Arwen takes it’s Toll

….on the trees in the wood.
There were fallen trees and broken branches wherever I turned in the woods. It’s such a shame and makes me so sad to see fallen trees. All those years of growing and breathing and providing a home for insects and fungi and lichen. A place for birds to rest or build their nests. All the years of giving shelter to walkers and looking handsome. All gone. In some places one tree has fallen against another knocking it down, and that tree has, in turn, knocked another tree down.

When we set off for the woods it was raining lightly. I thought we would at least get some shelter in the woods. Not so. We just got into the woods when the rain became torrential. I was soaked to the skin, through 5 layers of clothing. We still had a good walk although I was very cold and wet. Geordie wasn’t put out at all.
Home again for a hot shower and a cuppa. Geordie got a good rub down with a warm towel. He loves getting dried and becomes quite frisky afterwards.