With the passing stream water turning the wooden wheel the little stone Mill tirelessly works away it's day in the woods. A quaint little building looking like it belongs to a long forgotten era, showing us how things used to be done before there was electricity, it uses natures gifts to drive the tumbling wheel.
Listen to the splashing water as it turns, to the birds chirping in nearby branches and the gentle wind that rustles their leaves. It's cool here by the shady babbling brook, cool and peaceful with only the sounds of the forest to intrude on our thoughts. Shall we peep through the window and see who maybe inside, such a pretty place to explore?