A gloriously sunny foggy morning led to some magical sights in our local doggy walking spot.
I dragged myself out at silly o'clock to amazing rays of light through the trees
glistening dew covering every surface
and the most spooky mist rising off the ground meeting the fog. The bench above has been 'relocated' from the adjacent golf course and sits in the middle of the field.
But the picnic benches in the picture above are a permanet fixture full of licky ice cream kiddies in the summer and huddled up doggy walkers stopped for a chat in the winter.
I spent hours wondering around as the sun rose along with the wellie boot wearers and it was lovely to chat as muddy mongrels jumped up to sniff my camera.
Each walker had a suggestion of their favourite part of the wood to photograph
and the highlight for me was the little water rats feeding alongside the robins and blue tits at