A few days ago my brother and I revisited a wood we used to play in as kids.
I can remember the very place that someone threw a stone at me and I had to go home with blood trickling down my face. It was in the exact place a branch sprung back and hit me in the face and I ended up again with blood on my face. It wasn't a lucky spot for me. I'm surprised I ever survived my childhood!
Thankfully, I do have happy memories as well. I do think my love of woods and forests has carried on through to my adulthood, especially when it's as green as this.
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