Unseen here, the trees to the left harbour the nest of a buzzard pair. And, around the corner at the end, the path drops steeply toward the village. A short time ago, some trees were felled and then the trail was rutted by the tracks of heavy vehicles, the silence rent by the noise of powerful saws. But all is peace again.
At the lower end a larch tree some 80 feet in length has tumbled across the path after a strong gust caught its high branches. It lies immovable for now, but walkers have stripped some branches away to let the more mobile clamber over the trunk and complete the walk. We manage that still.
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