First Frost of Autumn

It was 7.00am yesterday morning as I walk up through Valley Gardens with every footstep crunching on the first, white frost of autumn. It was one degree and my warm breath could clearly be seen when exhaled. As I entered the Pinewoods on my well-trodden path, I walked bye my cookie tree. I call it that because it smells just like freshly baked cookies or candy floss at the fairground. I think it's called the Katsura Tree from the far east and I love it, Just standing beneath it taking in the beautiful scent. The branches were bare but the smell lingered on.

I had a lovely quiet hour just sitting, soaking in the sounds and scents and relaxing. Once again, it was my time in the Kurwald, forgetting the hectic day which awaited me. I bid adieu to my forest friends and headed home. All of a sudden my eye caught the sun just resting on a Pinewoods noticeboard and I had to snap it. Until next time...

When I returned to the Pinewoods this morning, annoyingly someone had had a fire there. It must have taken place sometime between lunchtime yesterday and this morning. It was wet and cold with no chance of it reigniting. What is wrong with people! 😡 WW