I’ve started a new course, learning is great. But I would say that, wouldn’t I? I’m a teacher after all, some decades of entertaining young minds with Trigonometry, Algebra, Calculus…
This course is called ‘Historic Landscape Archaeology: Approaches, Methods and Beneficiaries’ from the University of Padova. One of those FutureLearn things. It’s what I do, it seems, walking the paths, looking, watching, piecing together what I see, feel and hear in the present and what I read about in bygone texts and pore over on old maps.
I guess it's easy to see the Forest as an homogenous Beech park, it can look a rather samey, but I invite you to walk up the Chemin du Saut du Loup, from St. Michel. The name of this path has been rather fluid over the years which in itself is significant. Why, and for what purpose? But this post isn't about changing names (I probably will return to that); it's about what you see and feel on your way to, and, when you arrive at, this point on the path.
Go on, give it a go.