Stillness

Spent the afternoon with my friend B and her mother. Their huge garden has a beautiful wood with many old growth trees, and it's particularly lovely in the autumn. When trees call you to them, you don't ask why, you just go. This is B saying hello to one of her favourites, a red beech.

B is a sculptor who works with wood from trees that have fallen down in storms. This is one of the sculptures she was working on in the summer, and here's another.