Golden Cones

I was cutting away some gorse and brambles this afternoon to try and find where Breagha had managed to get through the fence yesterday, when I looked up and saw across the forestry path, this amazing crop of cones at the very top of a tree.   The light on them made them look as if they were made of bronze, or even gold.  

The view towards the glen from the midst of the thicket was also worth recording and  is my extra.