A summer and autumn Beekbergerwoud (part 2)


This is the continuation of the walk I posted yesterday.

We go on boldly. There's a lot more to see.
Like thisquingweed.

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Don't wait too long. My guide is already far ahead.

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Meanwhile, I let my eyes wander along the trees. After all, I'm in a forest.

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We go from high to low.

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Teary Fringe Hat is the beautiful name.

Left and right shoot mushrooms like mushrooms out of the ground.

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We mushy a little further.

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We leave the autumn feeling behind for a while and take adackoo floweron the grain.

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And then a very sweet dewy feather that is almost carelessly parked between the grass.

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Some faded thistles almost stick out my eyes.

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But what do I see there? - Hidden? Hidden? In sleep?

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I'll run into my nephew again.
He seems to have dug a trap for himself.

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I skip on and ahaybugshows itself in the grass.

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We are approaching the end because far in the distance I see a sign that will block us from access.

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Secretly we go a little further.

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We'll find the deck path again.

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Acheckerboard flylands at my feet. He seems to be saying, until here and no further.

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A little further on, we see why.

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We turn around. Along the way I see anothergreen shield bug.

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And aalderwho has given itself to an alder leaf.

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In a dark bush, I suddenly lost my young forest runner.

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He knows how to blend in perfectly with his surroundings.

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Before I call him back, but I'll get a picture of a headbanging crossspider.

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It won't be long before I get the storks back in sight.

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Fortunately, I know how to get them closer.

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They look beautiful.

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One of them even seems to be doing a little dance.

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At that moment my impatient nephew (like a scarecrow) runs past me and the storks seek a safe passage.

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I follow my nephew further down the path.

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I get a tip of a summer veil when I'm aday-peacockin the sand.

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Then we get ready to go back into the jungle.
The path leads us to a dark tunnel.

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It's going fast now.
Before I reach my bike I take a look around.

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I'm telling myself to come back later this year.
Hopefully with more water features.