There are the remains of some very old woodland at the end of the road. Once, trees must have covered the entire area - in fact our street was one big orchard and apple trees still remain in many of the gardens.
Now, the wood has shrunk is there's only about a mile of it before you come out into a large recreation area with football fields and a small petting zoo. But the woods still retain some of their ancient magic. I can definitely see the face of some kind of wood spirit in the tree stump. As for whoever sleeps in that nest, crow, magpie or squirrel, I'm sure they must get seasick in high winds like we have had for the last few days!
As for the catkins... a sign of spring? I'd like to think so.
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