Why we love this forest just around the corner

Just around the corner we start our easy forest walk. First the narrow foot path. Which mounts up to the land road. Here we cross the border into Lower Saxony. On sundays a smoky tailback of cars and heavy motor bikes comes growling up and down the tortuous slope. Hastily we leave them behind and enter the Solling forest. Soon healthy silence gives us back this other sense of nature.


Near to where the Friedensthal Brook wells up from the stony, mossy soil, Willemien holds on.To do some botanic research. I focus on the ferns growing from a mossy rock. The afternoon sun is getting hot. With the jacket in my backpack I can feel a slight breeze now and then. Here in the forest springtime still has to make strong efforts. Before these light greens will filter the sunbeams. Scarcely you hear some humming higher up between the long trees. A black crow caws to back off a predator.


Silence. Some high winds in the treebranches. We walk up unto our favorite bench, half hidden under brambles. From here no further climbing up or walking on today. We take our time just to return. And I discover in some wet green soil the original pool of the Ferriesgrund Seep. Though very small it clearly is a drinking place.


In the past the dale has been clearly carved out in the valley. Due to the many quarrie-works in the mountainside, its stream now seeps mainly underground. But its water stills joins the lower Friedenthal Brook. There it amplifies the murmuring and giggling of the lower cascades.

We saw no deer or boars on the mountain slope. Only the remnants of nightly grubbing work. Trails leading to the drinking spot. So, that's why we love this. This silent forest walk just around the corner. It's love of poetry.