Dewy diamonds dance on cobwebs as I push past branches. The woodland is alive with birdsong; piping, twittering, cooing and the sudden, startling ‘tchack’ of the jackdaw.
Minnows flit through the shallows at the river’s edge, working upriver against the flow of water, occasionally disappearing amongst swaying algae fronds.
I hear the soothing rush of the waterfalls, a background melody to the joyful woodland song. Through the trees mist rises from the falling water, sunbeams refracting through tiny droplets, the light splitting into magical rainbows, arcing through the air.
Nature’s magic enshrouds me, a healing balm to calm my soul.