Starting from number six there are five new photographs on the Photo Page.
We have lots of photographs for the Photo Page. I thought you would find Julia photographs of interest whilst on her stay at Denbury.
The Peacock looking through the cottage window; Julia.
Old piece of honeycomb in dead tree trunk in the woods; Julia.
Quarry in the woods; Julia.
Thornton thinking about taking a jump – he eventually walked around this
one!; Julia.
Lime Kiln in the woods; Julia.
I haven’t really had the time to walk the Wood as I really needed to do since I purchased it. Although the Wood joins our Fields I never have looked around it properly in fifteen years that we have lived here, so taking Julia and Chris for a look around gave me the opportunity to see a little more of it. For sure both will sleep well tonight after the walk.
It will take a few visits for me to take in all there is in the Wood. With the two Quarries and Lime Kiln I find it very interesting. It is also very undulating that makes it even more interesting and will make a very good nature walk. Today we found a couple of Deer foot prints and heard a Woodpecker hammering a tree.
Just before I moved into Denbury I got lost in the Wood. It was late one afternoon. I had gone to look over Denbury and decided to walk in part of our Wood. I decided to keep walking to see where the Wood finished. Some how I had managed to get into a part of the Wood where I was unable to see what way to get out. I was lost and it was starting to get dark. I wasn’t very happy to be in the situation that I was in, even less so when I came face to face with a dead Badgers head that I purposely been place in a fork of a tree at face height. I cant imagine why it had been put there. I went in one direction to get out of the Wood but there seemed to be no end and it was getting darker. I needed to make a decision to walk on way until I reached a road. Eventually when I was nearly unable to see as it was so dark I came to the edge of the Wood that went into a Field. I still could not see a road but kept walking. Eventually I saw the light of a House and made my way towards it. On entering the driveway of the house to find out where I was I heard a familiar voice from an open window. The voice turned out to be of a friend who I did not realise had move to the area. I had walked a good distance from Denbury and was grateful for the lift back.