Our walking group walk today was through the ancient woodlands of Woodhall Dean, situated between the coast at Dunbar and the tail end of the Lammermuir Hills. A glorious place, full of birdsong, wild flowers (particularly bluebells), the sound of water as a stream runs through the bottom of the wooded valley, and the knowledge that we were walking through a place unchanged since about 1750. There are indicators that these woodlands are indeed ancient - sessile oak, wood sorrel, ransoms (wild garlic). Once these wooded areas covered a significant part of the United Kingdom, now they total about 2%. Today's walk was a bit of a peach!
Welcome to the running wave, which I set up as a vehicle for my photographs, with some observational chat and occasionally a little writing. I hope you enjoy the things I enjoy, sharing my walks with Tilly and Ted, and other excursions I have from time to time.
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