The magic of a woodland path

There is nothing like a woodland path in summer dusk to conjure imagination in all its forms.

And for seeing animals. This summer we've seen rabbits, now so camouflaged against the browning grass, and many birds. One evening, we got a close look at two brown owls in a low tree. There was a dead mouse on the path below, and we wondered what the story was. They'd got the mouse and dropped it, maybe. Waiting for the humans to go away.

Some girls were taking pictures. Quite unconcerned, the birds swivelled their heads nearly 360 degrees to take a gander around from their very wide and alert eyes.

The background of forest muffles city sounds and creates a blissful and contemplative silence.