The briefest of brief walks through Wivenhoe Wood.
Or is it Wivenhoe Woods?
I’m never quite sure, tbh.
The lush green canopy up above gave us shelter from the rain. It was wet rain, natch.
Each time we enter the Wood(s) we seem to find new paths. Some may be more official than others. There is a sense of walking round and round.
If in doubt, head for the moral high ground.
Yep, that’s me all over.
PLOD ON.
