Mid-afternoon atmopshere beside the pool surrounded by trees

Fen Covert is a wet woodland at the end of Westwood Marsh, one of the largest reed beds in the UK. Both are managed by the Suffolk Wildlife Trust and have been nature reserves for decades. The woodland is a unique, atmospheric, damp, mysterious, sometimes ghostly place. I know of no other like it. Trees (mostly silver birches and alders) grow from the waterlogged soil. Many have fallen, root bolls upwards, but continue to survive entwinning themselves around each other to creating strange unworldly shapes. Mosses and lichens add vivid greens and greys to the darker, more subdued, woody colours. In season holly berries and honeysuckle flowers draw your eyes to flashes of red or white. Animals and birds rarely show themselves, but one hears their sounds, deer barks echo through the trees, distant pheasants explode into flight, robins sing, mosquitos whine. This location is in a slight drier part of the wood where it meets the extensive monoculture pine plantations of the more commercially orientated Dunwich Forest. The mics are in a bramble bush beside a small pool in the trees. A few mallard duck spend the nights here and maybe deer come to drink. This track is the mid-afternoon atmosphere. Even the light wind creates a roar from the nearby pines and quietly rustles a few leaves next to the mics. A chaffinch sings.