When I was a child (in age as well as in mind), I used to believe that fairies lived in beech trees, and gnomes lived in these moss-covered mounds (it’s actually a woodbank anciently raised to define a lord’s estate). So I guess I’m entering a magical fairyland. It certainly looks like it.
See that swing? Well it’s visually deception. I couldn’t reach it.
Guess it’s intended for the big folk.
Interesting patterns but this stretch of path was a nightmare to walk
Sturdy roots, eh . . . offering shelter to the passing wood-elf
Another woodbank . . . but it seems recent decades of torrential have washed the soil away.
Well, there’s only so many trees a person can consume and I don’t want you suffering indigestion. No doubt I’ll post another batch before summer’s end.