In which I imagine an older wood of hazel and bees, meet a pony guarding the way west to Hasley, and walk among raindrops sparkling in the grass
In which I leave Ocknell Plain behind and walk through four woods - Holly Hatch, Anses, South Bentley and North Bentley - all different from each other in age and character, but each with its own beauty.
In which I set out in mist and finish in sunshine on a walk to explore Ibsley Common and Dockenswater. Along the way I meet a Silver-studded Blue butterfly and lots of lovely wild flowers.
In which I begin to learn about how to understand a landscape, by lifting my eyes and knowing where my feet are planted.