In which I meet a little Roe doe and glimpse a tall Fallow buck in a forestry inclosure of tall conifers in the New Forest
In which I learn a little of the history of Red Squirrels in the New Forest
In which I walk through Bolderwood and Mark Ash on a sunny early morning, and find a magnificent tree in the heart of the New Forest
In which I enjoy listening to Stonechats on a walk over Ocknell Plain
In which I learn some things about rural and urban foxes
In which I admire some busy wood ants in the New Forest
In which I am surrounded by skylark song, and learn some New Forest history. In particular, I am surprised by Second World War archaeology masquerading (according to the OS map) as tumuli.