Yesterday after school the boys and I went for a walk in the forest. The day was bright and sunny but with that tinge of freshness that lets you know it's autumn and not summer. Within minutes we were deep among the trees with the river rushing past and, armed with sticks, Will and Mide played happily at a game of dinosaurs and Star Wars. As they poked their sticks into the mud, moss and tree crevices they chattered about their day. We spotted mushrooms and picked leaves and conkers. We stopped by the river for a snack and perched on a handily toppled~over tree. There are wooden animals in this forest ~ foxes, stoats, a huge hare, badgers and frogs ~ perfectly placed for climbing and imagining. And finally we made our slow way back. It's good for the human spirit to be outdoors, to feel small among the trees, to find pleasure in sticks and mud and water, to be free.