Fernworthy Forest
I’m beginning to notice lichens, bark and spiders – it must be autumn. The wisdom of building an open fire, shielded by logs in a pine forest on peat and pine needles in a drought escapes me.




























Fernworthy Forest
I’m beginning to notice lichens, bark and spiders – it must be autumn. The wisdom of building an open fire, shielded by logs in a pine forest on peat and pine needles in a drought escapes me.



























