I’ve been stuck indoors all day. Now, as the sun goes down, I take the first available opportunity to uncage myself, stopping off at the farm on the way home.
It’s only 4.30pm, yet the light falls away quickly as I walk. The ground is muddy after heavy rain, with acorns, chestnut spikes and slippery leaves underfoot. A pheasant calls, going up to roost in the woodland.
