Something about that last flower reminded me of Heather, I was obviously on the wrong track but I just flicked back to have a look at some old images.
It kind of stopped me in my tracks, I had almost forgotten what she looked like. These pictures were taken years ago on the path to a wood that I used to own.
Sadly all of this land was destroyed and turned into a sea of mud in what became known as “The Oak Wars”. Oak trees are heavy and it takes large machinery to drag them from the forest and process them. That was a war in which I fought and came second but I lived to fight another day. I may tell you about it one day but it is not very important now, it all happened a long time ago.