In which I take a couple of frosty walks, to Godshill Wood in the New Forest, and to Bickton at its edge.

In which I take a couple of frosty walks, to Godshill Wood in the New Forest, and to Bickton at its edge.
In which I walk through the ancient wood of Mark Ash in the autumn, and think about the value of getting lost
In which I tread through a carpet of fallen leaves, acorns, moss and fungi in the New Forest
In which I walk along the Lymington to Keyhaven seawall with views across mudflats and a silver-grey sea
In which I walk through two forest enclosures in the New Forest - Milkham and Roe - and across the wide plain of Bratley
In which I walk in the good company of friends among the woods, heaths and streams around Ober Water
In which I walk among gnarly old trees and pass by graves from long ago on Black Bush Plain in the New Forest
In which Joan and I visit the RSPB’s nature reserve at Arne in Dorset