So it seems that spring has finally sprung (do you remember that two weekends ago we had some sunshine). Yep that was it. Well as the sun was out and it was slightly warm that Sunday the three of us went for a little ramble around our local woods.
I have a soft spot for these woods because as a child (many years ago) I explored them with my friends, building dams in the stream and making dens in the undergrowth. My mum never worried that I was in the woods unable to contact me (mobiles had not been invented) but knew I would return at the end of the day ready for my tea. Unlike Sians memories of her childhood http://fromhighinthesky.blogspot.com/ my memories where always of long sunny days.
So getting back to our walk, it was the first walk of the spring and we were lucky to see Muntjack deer, an animal I never new existed here, nervously nibbling the bushes and grass. The rare breed black sheep were grazing in the nearby fields and the birds sung their spring songs.
I consider myself very lucky to to be born and bred on the edge of a town in a beautiful part of Hertfordshire where the countryside, woods and farmland is literaly on my doorstep. The woods aren't of outstanding beauty, sometimes people have dropped litter, but nothing beats a spring stroll with my family, birds singing, the sky blue overhead, memories of childhood rekindled.