anthony galvin

Out for a walk on new years day, through the community woodland behind the cottage and then down over the rolling fields to the next village for a pint and some soup. On the way back we stopped by this old trunk which had been brought down by some ivy, now slowly rotting away, providing a new habitat and compost for the hedgerow.

Sometimes it’s not about getting away into the wilds, but about just getting round the corner. Near the cottage there’s a little lane, which turns into a wet path that’s more of a muddy stream at this time of year. If you go over the narrow bridge there’s all kinds of mushrooms. And it’s as relaxing a place as you could want to be.

a walk in the woods