#96 - Starry Sky

One day we turned a different way in the park and found a path that led into a wood and, after a while of following it between the trees, we came to a flight of steps, about twenty, that led down and down into the sunshine. The meadow at the bottom has the most enormous stalks of Wild Chervil that reach far overhead. It's like something out of Jules Verne. I can't wait to see it in the Spring time but at the moment the giant stems with their dried out heads are like starry coronets against the sky.