Winter Walk in the Guild Inn Forest: December 2022

Having visited the Guild Inn Forest many times in spring, summer and fall, I had a good look at it on a cold morning just before Christmas.

Canada Geese

Some botany:

Horse-chestnut (Aesculus hippocastanum)
Common Burdock (Arctium minus)
Multiflora Rose Hips (Rosa multiflora)
White Pine (Pinus strobus)
Bur Oak (Quercus macrocarpa)
Manitoba Maple (Acer negundo)
Alternate-leaved Dogwood (Cornus alternifolia)
American Beech (Fagus grandifolia)
Elecampane (Inula helenium)
American Beech (Fagus grandifolia)
Bottlebrush Grass (Elymus hystrix)
Wild Strawberry (Fragaria virginiana)
Linden (Tilia cordata)
Silver Maple (Acer sachharinum)
Bur Oak (Quercus macrocarpa)
Sugar Maple (Acer saccharum)
Sensitive Fern fertile fronds
Thimbleweed (Anemone canadensis)
Dame’s Rocket (Hesperis matronalis)
Marginal Fern
European Black Ash (Fraxinus excelsior)
Canada Goldenrod (Solidago canadensis)
Highbush-cranberry (Viburnum opulus)
Christmas Fern
American Beech (Fagus grandifolia)
Wintercreeper (Euonymus fortunei)
Missouri Willow (Salix eriocephala)
Choke Cherry (Prunus virginiana)
Barberry (Berberis)


I enjoyed your pictures of pelicans. I was surprised to see them at St. James Park in London, England in the spring of 2019.


When winter winds are piercing chill,
  And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
With solemn feet I tread the hill,
  That overbrows the lonely vale. 

O'er the bare upland, and away
  Through the long reach of desert woods,
The embracing sunbeams chastely play,
  And gladden these deep solitudes. 

Where, twisted round the barren oak,
  The summer vine in beauty clung,
And summer winds the stillness broke,
  The crystal icicle is hung. 

Where, from their frozen urns, mute springs
  Pour out the river's gradual tide,
Shrilly the skater's iron rings,
  And voices fill the woodland side. 

Alas! how changed from the fair scene,
  When birds sang out their mellow lay,
And winds were soft, and woods were green,
  And the song ceased not with the day! 

But still wild music is abroad,
  Pale, desert woods! within your crowd;
And gathering winds, in hoarse accord,
  Amid the vocal reeds pipe loud.
Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear
  Has grown familiar with your song;
I hear it in the opening year,
  I listen, and it cheers me long. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Miles Hearn

1 thought on “Winter Walk in the Guild Inn Forest: December 2022

  1. Susan richardson

    Beautiful – & Longfellow’s poem makes me look aT this time so differently. Great choice Miles. Love your blog. Merry Christmas to you.


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