Lost in Linkoping Woods

Scattered sunlight as the woods grow deeper. I've been walking for a while now and feel as though I've left the city behind. A sheep track pooled with water imprinted in the ground. Tall elegant trees soar into the skyline. Should I sit and sketch, i wonder, no...I couldn't even begin to do it justice. Should I head back yet? I check the time: 16, and it gets dark at 20...I can wait one more hour and enjoy the fresh breeze and the grass brushing cooly against my toes. A blue beetle's belly shines like a sapphire laying in the mud. Onwards still, there are horse tracks and interlacing striations left by mountain bikes. Should I turn now? I wander still further to take a photo through the maze of trees before turning.

The road less travelled is a long one...