Morning frost

So, the first frosts are here and bringing with then these fantastic crisp, cold mornings. The sun streaks through the trees and lights up the remaining leaves and branches that are now covered in a white shroud as the forest falls asleep. In the background can be heard the sounds of the woodcutters and the occasional bird twittering in the overhead trees. Except for them, the forest is quiet as the veil of sleep falls softly over the countryside as we march towards the solstice…


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