“Fallen trunks, velveted with moss, bridge the stream whose margins are greasy with liverworts.”
Brett Westwood shares the delights of local ‘dingles’, seldom-visited wooded valleys that host a wealth of wildlife.
“Fallen trunks, velveted with moss, bridge the stream whose margins are greasy with liverworts.”
Brett Westwood shares the delights of local ‘dingles’, seldom-visited wooded valleys that host a wealth of wildlife.