Little people in the wood...

I awoke this morning to the brightest sunbeams coming in through our bathroom window. The shafts of light came in through the skylight and lit up our bedroom as if it was mid-day. I decided to get up and make the most of the bright morning by taking a little stroll through the local wood. I don't go here often, but always enjoy the strange setting of trees and rocks all covered with moss. Ireland has the reputation as being a magical place... and this is one of those places that always seems to confirm it.




I walked the paths for a long time enjoying the sounds and sights but eventually decided to ignore the signs telling you to stick to the path. I know... I was breaking the rules... but I desperately wanted to see some uprooted trees off in the distance. I trudged through the mud and eventually made it to the beautifully twisted trees.




It was while I was standing there taking the pictures that something caught my eye. I thought it was a red bird at first and didn't pay it much attention... but the sound of rustling on the ground and a little grunt made me jump. I started to run in the direction where I had seen the flash of red, but it seemed to disappear over a little ridge. It was then that I saw it or should I say... him. Being the keen photographer I am I already had my camera with it's giant zoom lens out and ready... and I was just able to snap this quick shot before he disappeared for good.




I walked around in the wood for a while more but it soon started to lash down with rain... I plan on going back and taking some more pictures... I'll let you know if I see him again...