Flames of Beech

This morning my valley was dull and drizzled damped. Tommy shook himself constantly in a vain attempt to dry. What a wuss! For some reason I couldn't capture the full beauty and mystery of the woods despite my best efforts. Those images and emotions remain for me alone, held in my memory as many of my best photos are.

So here's my choice to share with you. A bright saturated vision of Beech leaves singing out of the dull greens and tainted browns.