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Tag Archives: Trees
17th September, 7:00 am, caught a bus to Norwich, and another from Norwich to Poringland… which is situated at the second-highest area in Norfolk. From there we walked downhill all the way to the Tas Valley. My eyes were keened … Continue reading
I interrupt the Fungi Fest, for this week only, to bring you this… cos it was amazing. I went in search of pine trees, for their specific fungi. But the woodland is mixed with deciduous. And on this one DRY … Continue reading
The catkins of hazel fall like golden showers in spring; the catkins of willow are popularly known as pussy willow. But what about these? Black Poplar is one of my favourites. Soon the leaves will appear, as fresh and sweet … Continue reading
The Black Poplar is so named for its ‘black’ bark. Well, this specimen might show black bark, but that’s only because it is back-lit. The leaves too look black, though a closer inspection will show them as rusty-red, as if the … Continue reading
The first flush of spring flowers are over (everybody, ‘ahhh’) leaving the wayside decked with leaves . . . .
I found this in a hedgerow, growing to perhaps 15 ft. It was absolutely covered in these tassels. The tassels make me think of the ash tree (see second photo), but the leaves look more like birch, or a field … Continue reading
Winter-thro’-spring, when the trees around us are not so obscured by heavy foliage, that is the ideal time for studying their form. Here are a few photos I’ve taken over the last few months.
New Years Eve, the dead year gone, the new one not yet begun. So I thought the following photos might be apt. Boxing Day, clutching the camera I’ve long promised myself, I toddled off to the local churchyard to discover exactly what … Continue reading
Winter: morning mists and freezing fogs . . . seems a good time to recall our holidays. Here’s a few of the characters I met with back in September with the last of summer’s heat tenaciously clinging . . . … Continue reading