Must be a picture there somewhere

I rather liked this gnarled trunk of a tree on my walk today.  Tried to decide what I thought it portrayed, maybe you can see something.
Did push the vacuum cleaner around  but the dusting can wait until I take the decorations down on Friday.
Tuesdays seem strange now I am not making lunch for the ladies.  We exchange e-mails instead.  Not quite the same as having a natter face to face.