Cool, green and shady, with magical restorative powers. My walk in the woods after the rain. © BCP 2010
After a busy week in the Big Smoke, what could be more restorative than a walk in the woods? A walk just after the rain stopped….and before it started up again, in torrents.
Glistening trees, dripping leaves, verdant woods as far as the eye could see in every direction. Listening carefully through the soaking verdure, birds calling, chittering. Their world goes on, rain or no rain.
Shhh. A twig snapped. Was it a bunny I scared? Something bigger? Maybe one of the squirrels I heard chattering out a warning to me earlier?
Who knows? The woods have their secrets. I’m just passing through.
© BCP 2010
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