A footpath leads from the village of Charlton Down to the next one in Charminster across the fields. I walked up the mown thistle field as far as I could go and reached the stile leading to the next field up the hill – but I couldn’t climb it. I turned back. The stile and steps up to it are concealed from view by a belt of trees. I could see that the ivy-strewn floor of this wooded place was criss-crossed with narrow tracks and trails made by wild animals. Badger, fox and deer roam the area. I followed one of the trails in a downward direction under the trees that border the thistle field. It was quiet and lovely.

Large trees that had fallen in high winds many winters ago were being hidden by the creeping ivy – except in one place where the trunk was scratched and broken beside a large area of bare earth. I thought maybe it was a place where the deer rested and rubbed the velvet from their antlers, or where badgers congregated and hunted for bugs in the decaying timber. A secret place.

11 Replies to “Among the Trees”

  1. A wonderful place and pictures that honor it. This came to my mind when looked at them

    When I am among the trees,
    especially the willows and the honey locust,
    equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
    they give off such hints of gladness.
    I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

    I am so distant from the hope of myself,
    in which I have goodness, discernment,
    and never hurry through the world
    but walk slowly, and bow often.

    Around me the trees stir in their leaves
    and call out, “Stay awhile.”
    The light flows from their branches.

    And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
    “and you too have come
    into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
    with light, and to shine.”

    © 2006 by Mary Oliver

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  2. A belated thank you for your 100 daily walks. I enjoyed comparing the progress of Spring and then Summer in Dorset with similar changes in my own local area, which is a very green part of West London.

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  3. Thank you, Anne. I am still going out on walks every day when I can but just not posting as regularly as before, and hopefully widening the area of discovery when safe to do so.


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