I stopped to take a picture if these new shoots. I was deciding whether to crouch or lean when, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a movement. The tiniest mouse was nibbling on some new leaves at the foot of a fallen tree. She scurried out took a leaf and retreated behind the log. I stood still and, sure enough, she reappeared two or three times taking a leaf each time before borrowing into the fallen autumn leaves. I was alone and stayed very quiet. Anyone passing by would’ve taught I was crazy but that little mouse made my day.