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Beechwood Road in Spring.

The beech trees towered over the old road creating a giant tunnel; branches forming great vaults overhead and crisp fallen leaves tiled the ground even in spring. It was lit a dim green, the vernal leaves bright filtering the spring sunshine. Blue tits sung in the heights, and somewhere in the underscrub a rustling indicated blackbirds and song thrush. In the background the splashing and tumbling of the river, which up in its headwaters still tumbled rocks around in its race as much as it tumbled over them.
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