Spring is Here




The bluebells are slowly beginning to rise up from the forest floor here in the Forest of Dean. 

Yesterday I was out walking all day, exploring the woods and enjoying the fresh air after a week of rain and study. Ah, the feeling of wandering outdoors after completing my final essay in Celtic History. Freedom!

The autumn and winter months are my favourite, but I find all seasons have their charm, and the spring is a truly magical time. How the forest floor is transformed from brown to bright green. The sound of the birds singing. New life stirring. Walking barefoot again.

The beauty and wonder of this world, this life, never ceases to enchant me. 







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