Trees

Today the tree surgeon had to cut down a magnificent old Horse Chestnut tree in our garden that had become diseased, and consequently dangerous as large branches could easily break off. It was sad to watch the demise of this grand old specimen, so I took myself and the dog off to the woods for a walk, where we were obviously surrounded by beautiful trees.

Someone had lit a fire to burn garden refuse and the smoke had filtered across into the woods, making it look misty and ethereal against the sunlight.