Chorley (Figure 01- Duxbury Woods Part 1)

Deep down in Duxbury woods. How the River Yarrow flows. Under a canopy of yellow and gold. See the tall redwoods. Reaching to the heavens. Searching for the bright sunlight. A great clay hill. A struggle to climb. A joy to behold. Fallen trees litter the woodland floor. Like a great pirate ship one lies. And will for ever more. Birds twitter high up in the branches. Frogs splash in the cool water. Dogs out for a walk bark in delight. Ive walked through these woods many times. In light and darkness. They are familiar to me.