Just me and the angry Blackbirds.
Stately ancient Yews.
Tonight's walk framed by film and slightly forced.
Leaves tinkering in waves from ear to ear.
Bizarre phone light.
Footsteps dull underfoot.
Bumpy bowel of a Beech tree's bough.
Furious green slope drops below.
'Man trap' gates.
Rain coming in closer - leaves now hugging me with sound.