But honestly there is so much to discover.
There are lots of lovely places to play if you were a child. Under the large plane trees where it's darker and there's lots of leaf litter, there are secret places.
Where the light filters through the leaves.
Where the birds flick through the leaf litter and then sit amongst the branches somewhere above my head and fill the air with song.
And then in a patch of sunlight a pretty fuchsia blossoms with delicate crimson flowers.
Okay, enough already.
Need to do some stitching!