Wayland Wood

Visited Wayland Wood in Norfolk for the first time yesterday. The wood at this time of year is filled with birdsong and bluebells, and yesterday, the patter of raindrops on newly unfurled leaves. The dull, damp conditions would have been great for close up photography, but an annoying little breeze made it very difficult. When working with such limited depth of field, the slightest movement is enough to blur the image. Still, I managed to make a few photos, not bad, considering I’m so out of practice.

This lovely little flower is Water Avens, Geum rivale, a plant I’ve not come across before, but was growing in abundance in the wood.

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