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