Another shot within Garryduff Woods, with the bright green of moss and ferns contrasting with the fallen leaves on the ground. Here the land drops sharply to a stream where its waters tumble down an obstacle course, occasionally lingering in a pool as if to catch breath, before cascading on down to its destiny with the sea.
On hotter days the stream acts as a refreshment stop for The Hound and a place to cool down. Otherwise it is simply somewhere to splash around and frolic.
My didn’t it get dark early last night. Winter is upon us.