Late sun through mature oak leaves, a timeless blessing. Paints the woodland with magic.
​I decided upon monochrome for this image... I felt it added a slightly spooky mood.

Some more photos from yesterday's early forage.

I woke at six this morning. The sun felt hot through the window, the birds were shouting like crazies and so I thought I'd join in the fun. I tip-toed out leaving Iain to snore quietly to himself and made my way to the woods with my camera. Setting the camera to 'auto everything' I clicked and snapped happily like a fly-catchers bill. Here are just a couple from my bounteous batch.

Last evening I went for a painful stumble through the woods behind our house. Painful, because for some strange reason my left knee has decided to act up. I have no memory of damaging it, but it seems to know something I don't. Anyway, I was stumbling along, tripping over bramble and ivy stems- the jokers of the woods, grunting, puffing and crying out 'Oo! Ow! Ooph! Ouch!' and various oaths which I'll spare you here, when I came across this lovely scene decorated with these fabulous ferns. After a little internet searching I have come to the conclusion, erroneously maybe, that these are Scaly Male Ferns, (Dryopteris affinis). If you think that I'm wrong, and can be bothered to correct me, please let me know your thoughts in the comments.