We took our notebooks to Alverthorpe Manor and felt the magical quality of this garden which has been "reclaimed," from ruins and from fallen trees, but is now gradually being reclaimed by the forest. Several children told me that they had been here before but had never been here in silence with their writers notebooks. "I'm seeing things I didn't even notice before," one child acknowledged. 
Writing on top of the bridge
the alligator's mouth
A view from below the bridgeWe'll post poems soon.
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