In which I walk in Godshill Wood in the New Forest on a frosty, clear-skied morning
In which I walk across Turf Hill in the northern New Forest, a place where there was heathland which became a wood, and which is now becoming heathland again.
In which I admire some busy wood ants in the New Forest
In which I enjoy the first properly sunny day for ages, and go for a walk round lovely Godshill Wood in the New Forest.
In which I find bilberry in Godshill Wood in the New Forest.