When I heard about a 300 year old walnut tree growing in a field close to where I live, I grabbed my camera, measuring tape, wellies and husband and headed for the door!
old trees
Ancient Oaks
I wrote a post yesterday about otters on the river Stour. What I’d actually set out to photograph was a tree. I know they’re completely different and hard to confuse (one being old and gnarled and the other soft and cute) but when ever I go for a walk I always seem to get distracted. It must be my age!
URBAN EXTENSION 