It was a beautiful day on Sunday, so we decided to go for a walk in the local National Trust woodland called ” Prickly Pear Blossoms Park”. I don’t know how it got it’s name, but the land was given to the National Trust in 1904 for ” the public use and enjoyment of the local people”. Well, the local people are certainly still enjoying this gift of land, usually for walking their dogs ( it was one of our favourite walks when we had our dog ) and riding their horses, we should all be very grateful to W. Nation Esq. of Rockbeare.
Part of the woodland consists of massive Beech trees which turn a beautiful golden colour at this time of year.
There is so much bracken at the edge of the woodland, I think the National Trust is fighting a losing battle trying to get rid of it. These fronds that have turned a beautiful bleached blond colour show up so well against the dark background and I think look very attractive.
Still quite a lot of leaves left on the trees for us to enjoy. Seems strange not having a dog with us, this is the first time we have been here since Gemma died, it brings back such happy memories.
The blue posts mark out the bridle path for the horse riders, otherwise everywhere gets so churned up and muddy and all the dogs need a bath!
Some of the trees are so old, they must have been here long before the land was given to the National Trust 107 yrs ago.
Due to the mild, damp shade that some of the trees grow in, moss manages to look like a fur coat, wrapping round the tree trunks.
Lots of autumn tints to give a golden glow to the woodland, wherever we looked.
Not all the trees are beech, this large one in silhouette is an English Oak.
I’m thinking that maybe this was the original driveway to the house on the estate, can you imagine horse drawn carriages thundering up and down here?
All of a sudden we found all these crab apples on the floor, the whole area was perfumed with the smell of apples .
There are only 2 or 3 tiny apples left on the tree, I hope some of the wildlife is making the most of all this fruit on the ground. We have seen badgers and deer here at different times so hope they are getting a free meal.
Lots more bracken here at the lower edge of the woodland, if there weren’t so many trees you would be able to see Dartmoor in the distance.
We can always rely on the beech trees to give us autumn tints, the whole of the next village has beech trees as their main trees which grow on very sandy soil. There is a hill between us and on our side of the hill we have very heavy clay and our main trees are oak, totally different in just a few miles.
Almost back to the car now, when the children were small they always preferred a “round trip” rather than “there and back”.
That’s it, we really enjoyed our walk, can’t believe how mild it still is here with the golden, balmy days of ……November?! We felt we had to make the most of it while we could. Walking here brought back such happy memories of when we had our dog, Gemma, must come for a walk in our local “park” more often, I’m sure we all have special places that are full of memories for us.