049. Climb a tree

Boyfriend and I drove to the countryside on Saturday. Both were equipped with a camera each and we took a long walk through a land reserve. Big old oaks and beeches. Rosehip-like bushes with berries. Grazing cows. An old stone quarry filled with water.

And I climbed one of those big beeches. Felt like I was five years old again. Only stiffer and longer, and therefore harder to move around among the branches.