Stapledon Woods on Caldy Hill, Wirral.

Steep steps leading up to Mariner's Point, West Kirby.

A doorway in the woodland realm.

Fabulous red sandstone - with a strange light behind the fallen branches.

Part of an old train, half-buried on the woodland floor.

Four old train wheels.

Heather covers the summit of Caldy Hill.

Just one of many tangled thickets in Stapledon Woods.

The fairy pond, currently no more than a shallow smudge of mud.

Woodland canopy above the fairy pond.

Rain rolling in to the Dee Estuary.

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All photos (C) Adele Cosgrove-Bray, 2013.

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