Wanderings in the woods

[bunn]

A beautiful morning.  The shadows are long in the valleys, but up on the hills there are sunbeams.

Rosie disapproves of the shadows and insists on walking higher up the valley in the sun.


This long hill was a hill fort.  It's a pity about the dark conifer plantation on the end, it means you can't see the shape of the end of the fort. Perhaps eventually the Duchy of Cornwall will get around to replacing the conifers with broadleaves, as with the rest of the wood.


More sunbeams, Brythen posing, but Rosie has run off to poke her long nose down rabbit holes.

Eventually, I made an arrest, when she decided she was bored of wearing her muzzle and would come and rub it vigorously on my leg to get me to remove it from her.


Admiring a mine chimney.


Oh dear.  Time to go home, and that means... going down into the shadows.  Rosie disapproves.

Comments

[timetiger.livejournal.com]

The shadows are long in the valleys, but up on the hills there are sunbeams. There's more than a hint of Tolkien there.

As to going down into the shadows, I can magine Rosie thinking We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!”

[bunn.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, I'm not sure that Rosie has no use for adventures. She just likes her adventures to take place on the high hilltops, speeding among the sunlit bunnies, not in the dark deeps of the world.

[timetiger.livejournal.com]

Wise Rosie.