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The leafy trees are in full flush and the dark woodland floor is devoid of flowers. Bird song is also muted and reduced, summer visitors are headed back to Africa and the natives are skulking, tatty and tired from rearing their young. The noisiest inhabitants are the squirrels, crunching cones in the canopy. Berries are starting to form and ripen.
The paths are lined with towering nettles waiting for the unwary wanderer to trip and fall into their stinging clutches. There is some relief from unrelenting greenery provided by the perky pink of the rosebay willowherb flowers. These plants are adept at taking over any open spaces they can put root to. They are also called « fireweed » in the USA due to being the predominant plant…
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