It’s been a while since I walked along the lanes around here, but now I have had my back sorted out by the chiropractor and my foot on the way to recovery with a little help from the podiatrist I thought I’d start walking more again. Small steps first.
We have had a lot of rain. And gales. And more rain. The lanes are flooded and the trails around the hill are muddy and boggy and slippery so I decided to stay on the tarmac and have a wander down to the little woodland area that is about a mile or so from our house. Dead soggy leaves line the lane, with puddles for the unwary to step into.
Despite the hurricane force winds we experienced last week there were still some leaves on the trees which are mainly broadleaf natives such as beech, oak, ash, birch and field maples,
Several old branches of the trees had been broken off, presumably by the gales, and lay on the ground. And close to this gate leading into one of the many horse paddocks along this lane a large chunk of old tree trunk had been cut down.
I thought I might find some fungi, but didn’t, even though I did venture slightly into the wood. I really need to buy some wellies to explore further as the ground can be extremely boggy.
I love looking at the Cornish hedge in detail – because the lane runs downhill there are parts where the tree roots are practically at eye-level. Necklaces of pointy ivy wind their way up the mossy tree trunks and tiny ferns form frothy skirts at the base.
The beech trees add a splash of vibrant colour to the landscape with their chestnut brown leaves.
I thought Jo might like to be reminded of a proper English autumn walk even though this is very short by her standards! But rain was on the horizon and the Cornish mizzle was already starting to chill my bones. Time to head back home.