How old?

When we went out for another wet and windy walk today, we came across a lot of recently-felled logs. Not so interesting, at first thought. Apart from the freshly cut oak smell. But then we went up close to some of the logs and counted their age. Many were as old (young!) as me. Many were 50 and 60+.

I don't suppose the Forest has changed much in that time.

A few less machines and people, perhaps.

Another morning exploring with the map and finding new trails.

Another avo and evening helping HB put the finishing touches to his new business venture.

A great day ;)