It’s our first ever autumn walk
in Ravensdale
beside magnificent conifers
that tower away, away up
into the sky.

The foxgloves of summer
have disappeared now
but fungus has happily
taken their place.

Toadstools of orange, brown and white
push their way
out of the earth.
Puffballs too,
smooth as an egg
or dimpled
like a child’s ball.
And inch-high fungus
growing like grass
on decaying logs,
wonderfully orange.

Black beetles abound,
glinting navy
in the sunlight
and a furry caterpillar,
orange and black
and very long,
feasts on lush, green leaves.

Cobwebs festoon gorse bushes,
intricate and complex
as the tarpaulined roof
of a multi-pointed circus tent –
such a feat of engineering!

Exploring forest paths,
old and new
and discovering the Glen Bridge
in a damp, shady glen
that is ancient as Cú Chulainn.

Thank you, Lord,
for precious family time
wandering through Ravensdale
and savouring the beauty
that surrounds us.
A wonderful distraction
from the life’s cares –
thank you, Lord!

© Claire Murray, 26th September 2021