Sunningdale to Windsor 20/04/02 Walk 18

The walk was fresh springy and the leaves were pale green.  What was amazing was this garden in Windsor Great Park which was absolutely bursting with passionately coloured blossoms, pink, red, yellow, mauve, white, cream, orange, it is that time of year.  Bushes and bushes of them, it was incredibly powerful.  Oh, spring is beautiful in this country after the darkness.  And today was yet again a lovely sunny day.  It was a lovely green walk, ending with a long walk from Windsor deer Park to Windsor Castle. 

At one point we went through an alley of fir trees, and through it we saw a little way away some deer silhouetted leaping across the dark alley.

Then we got to a brittle dry wood where the twigs snapped underfoot, not typical in April, and we did our writing in the wood.  I found a very hollow tree which was burnt charcoaly inside the trunk and Josephine said it had been struck by lightning.  I stood inside the tree feeling a bit scared (I don’t know why) and then I told the others to go inside it. 

It is like having a huge garden, a huge space to yourself, the walks, so green – a huge garden where you can be completely free.