Sunlight pours down into Brigsteer Wood where mature trees have been felled and we can see the pools at Park End Moss from high in the wood.
There's the soft tap tap of a blue tit on tree bark and the louder drumming of a woodpecker. A tree creeper goes mouse-like upward, reaches ivy and flits to the next tree.
Keep your dog under close control, says a National Trust sign. Not all wildlife is obvious.
I rather like the thought of all we anticipate, and all we do not see- the secrets of the wood. Violets bloom and the caterpillar of the Silver Washed Fritillary will emerge from over-wintering and crawl down the tree trunk to find nourishment from its food plant. In July, the butterfly will be on the wing. The trees look wintry but there's more nectar and pollen than first appears. Willow catkins are abundant, and thick with pollen. Blackthorn is in flower. It's peaceful here and the wood is full of secrets. Not all wildlife is apparent.