We take a track in the forest that soon may be harder to get to since some of the roads may be blocked soon. There are beehives down this track and the sunshine had the bees flying around like a busy airport. The French word for beehive is ruche. It is quite dark and shady at the begining of our walk but shafts of sunshine pick out tiny details like this green mossy stick.
Further along this track there are some large puddles, so I photograph them and then later twiddle around with the colours, I like the reflections of the trees in the puddles.
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