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Woodhall Dean

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!

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