A Return To Halloween Woods

It’s not called Halloween Woods. It doesn’t even have a name. But I call it Halloween Woods.

I went there a few years ago on Halloween and I like to look in occasionally to see if anything has changed. It’s a just a wee patch of woodland on the road to other places, but I love it. Yesterday I stopped off and had a wander - I’m glad I did, it was really looking at it’s best in the misty dawn light! 

The local deer must use this woodland as route as one nonchalantly sauntered past me, head down without a care in the world. It got a hell of a fright when it noticed me, slipped over, jumped up and went clattering off into the undergrowth. 

After that, I packed up my stuff and went off to other places.