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She said she usually cried at least once each day,

not because she was sad,

but because the world was so beautiful

And life was so short.

-Brian Andreas


Tree Felling

I love trees. To walk through woodland gives an instant feeling of calm and well-being. Oak trees especially seem to exude power and understanding, they seem so wise and comforting.  694 more words


Out and about

A warning: I haven’t felt the urge to photograph the same thing over and over again since I had a photo-frenzy at Lake Bled. So if you’re sick of spring tree posts, bypass this one! 337 more words


Signs of life on Upton Heath

Friday 1st April 2016

After I’d done my grocery shopping this morning I took Max to Upton Heath. Without Jez in tow we are able to do slightly longer walks again, so today I walked him over, and then we went up the Roman Road before turning out onto the heath. 171 more words


Scar terrace over the scrap yard.

A little scene I’ve been photographing since moving in to the area 20 odd years ago. I think what I like about the Colne valley is the semi-industrial seen better days mixture of the old and new. 253 more words

Birch Wood Summer

This little birchwood is so beautiful in the summer.


The Silver Birch - the queen of trees

Silver birth speaks to me as the triple goddess, a maiden, mother and a crone ever present throughout seasons.

She’s a delicate being yet sturdy and oh so full of wisdom. 96 more words