Worm's Eye View

Another grey day and the promised 'brighter spells' failed to materialise - not wanting to wait longer before heading out for a walk and a search for blip material, I set off across the park. It was me and a few seagulls (we are so far from the sea here - seagulls?) as the wind grew ever more lively, bedewed with spits and spots of rain.

Most of the leaves from beech, maple, chestnut and oak in the park have now joined its thickening multi-colour carpet.

What must it be like, to be a worm emerging through this foliage duvet? Something like this blip?