From late July a magical transformation is taking place in the wild Highland woods.
Matured ground flora foliage bow in commemoration of their bright flowers long gone Bracken fronds reach for new heights. The tree canopy has increased in density, a dancing swathe of green perforated with bright white of overcast sky.
The understorey is damp; springy on high ground, boggy on low. Sheltered. Shrouded in a sense of secrecy, with gentle whispers from leaves above.