Elizabeth-Jane Burnett Eggesford Forest
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Country diary: The ‘queen of trees’ is holding a secret | Elizabeth-Jane Burnett
Eggesford Forest, Devon: I thought I was alone in admiring a towering beech in the chilly wood, but I was notI breathe in the bluebells as a blackcap sings. At the crescendo, a flash of yellow breaks up the blue – a brimstone butterfly flies up to my face, then moves back, approaches, then draws back, repeating the fluttered action until I follow. Together, we weave through fresh-scented firs before my companion flits away and I realise that I have come further into the forest than intended.
Country diary: The ‘queen of trees’ is holding a secret | Elizabeth-Jane Burnett
Eggesford Forest, Devon: I thought I was alone in admiring a towering beech in the chilly wood, but I was notI breathe in the bluebells as a blackcap sings. At the crescendo, a flash of yellow breaks up the blue – a brimstone butterfly flies up to my face, then moves back, approaches, then draws back, repeating the fluttered action until I follow. Together, we weave through fresh-scented firs before my companion flits away and I realise that I have come further into the forest than intended.