The Forest in the Fall
You don't need to fly to New Hampshire to see the famous fall foliage. We have some pretty good competition just 2 hours south of London. Spend the flight price on a spa session or chartered sail instead, and enjoy off-peak discounts across all our homes!
When the nights turn chilly and we get those big blue sky cold snaps the temptation is to stay in your car and drive about looking for the best view. But we seriously recommend getting your wellies on and getting out into those woods!
We promise you'll be rewarded by a far more intimate view of the forest. It's even better if you don't keep walking. Rather stop. Sit down somewhere inconspicuous where you blend in. To be rewarded the most, stay quiet so the animals and birds can continue their lives around you. If you fancy being really clever and zen about it all, take some poetry. Our recommendations are:
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I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines. - Henry David Thoreau
It has been said that trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment rooted in the ground. But they never seem so to me. I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do. They go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far! - John Muir, July 1890
Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible exception of a moose singing “Embraceable You” in spats. - Woody Allen
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For those with kids, (good luck with the quiet bit) but ask them to lie on the leaves and enjoy watching the colours fall around them. Our little ones often try to collect as many different coloured leaves as they can and then let the parents call the winner or, if your kids are really getting into it, take a leaf out of Andy Goldsworthy's book and make the forest glow.