If you have been a follower of WFVM for some time you already know that I love the fine Beech woodland that grows tall and stately along the steep sides of the Cotswold escarpment just below where I live.
I do miss travelling, and all the excitement it affords of new sights and places to explore, but this familiar little haven of nature always makes for a delightful visit. Whether it is Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter, this area of woodland offers peace of mind and helps to put the world's problems in perspective.
Newly unfurling beech leaves in the Spring are a rich luminous shade of chartreuse which have a fluffy downy edging to them.
An oasis of calm and tranquility on a hot Summer's day.
Currently the woodland is decked out in Autumn's golden splendour. Shuffling through the fallen leaves recalls memories of childhood days.
But during winter it's the trees elegant silhouettes with their lofty trunks and branches that hold centre stage.
Another place of refuge is our garden, and at the moment the trees are showing a riot of colourful leaves which resemble fiery beacons in the bright Autumn sunlight.
Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower
Albert Camus
