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Heavy drops of rain hit your umbrella as you walk slowly through the woods. You can hear

the leaves of the ash trees high above you, rustling as each droplet lands. Streams of rain

water run down the old oak shrunks and into the soil. It may be raining, but you're

quite warm and cozy. It's one of those spring days when the woods smell rich and full of life.

Bluebells cover the woodland floor all around you. There must be wild garlic nearby, too.

You can smell it sweet aroma. The sound of people laughing and chatting nearby drifts

through the trees. You know the paths around here well and you have

nowhere in particular to be. You pause to watch a blackbird half across the uneven

ground. Its feathers, you notice, aren't just black. There's also tinge of purple, dark green

and midnight blue. Tiny, perfect spheres of water catch on it's feathers. The black

bird looks at you for a second before hopping away. You get the feeling he's enjoying the

woods today nearly as much as you. Stopping by a tree stump beside the broad

path. You close your eyes and take a big, deep, slow breath. Then just as slowly you breathe

out and relax. You can feel the tension in your shoulders and neck fall away. A sense of contentment

and greatfulness for the life you see and feel all around washes over you.

You can feel the tension in your shoulders and neck fall away. A sense of contentment and

greatfulness for the life you see and feel all around washes over you. A little further along

the path you come to a familiar crossroads. You could go straight on toward the pond where

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