Let's go through the wooden stile - isn't it fascinating. Look at how the metal handle has worn into this strange shape. And can you hear the cuckoo? 'Cuckoo' - yes, that's it! Over the mossy stones - the texture is incredible and close up it's like an alien landscape. See the dead trees on the horizon - their trunks bleached white with the sun - how elegant they stand amongst the bracken.
Okay now imagine the pictures that might accompany those ramblings and I think we're caught up.
Along the sunken path
Old wood alongside fresh new growth
And old stumps - what is it about them I like? (It takes one to know one!)
Hello Mr Stumpy!
Surrounded by the lush green of new leaves
Bluebells line the way
as we admire the natural architecture
and dappled light
Somewhere up there is the cuckoo
The path clears
What's that Jessie? We're nearly there?
And then we see this
After our jolly ramble it's now time to head back for our refreshments
That's right Jessie - we're nearly back at the car so now's exactly the right time for you to wade through a deep muddy puddle.
A bowl of water for old muddy paws
And some fresh coffee for the rest of us
Before we set back along the road home
Well thank you for accompanying me on half of my walk - next time we might get to see the first bit too.