Quiet and contemplation. Connection with ancestors and the distant past. Veneration of nature.
There is nothing like the deep peace of deep woods. Whether in stillness or filled with birdsong, in every season it is something special. Some people say it's all the extra oxygen, the energy of the trees themselves, the filtered light, or even the smell of moss. Who am I to argue with any of those things? When I wrote the definition of this card it came easily, and yet if you asked me why I made those choices I might say, "they just came to me" but I would be thinking "how could it be anything else?"
All of nature has its appeal, but given a choice of a place to go to relax, to be quiet in my soul, to think or to meditate, I would choose woods. There is great peace there, but little loneliness. If it is a healthy, fairly natural wood it will be filled with birds and animals, and very possibly people, too - walking, working, perhaps riding horses. It's usually possible to find a bit of solitude, though.
British ancient forests were patchy by Sara Coelho - results of a scientific survey, which gives an easy-to-read overview of the long history of British woodland.
Into the Woods: On British Forests, Myth and Now by Ruth Padel - a really wonderful read, looking at the many roles played by woodland and nature in the British psyche, and beyond. Highly recommended!