Great walk today! Things are changing fast, starting to grow. Garlic mustard, which is everywhere on the ground in the woods, is greening up. The pioneers brought it here. It's an invasive species. Like people, I suppose.

Celia isn't talking to me.

Yesterday, I reminded her of how she always used to be so afraid of the woods, how funny she was about it. She turned rather pale.

There are people who like it, and people who don't. That's just the way things are. 

Celia's wrong to be afraid. The woods are beautiful and peaceful. I could spend hours there.