It's real witches on heath weather today - iron grey and windy with huge, cold raindrops. Not nice at all. However, completely unfazed by classic November weather, and glowing in the wood behind the house, are the beech trees.
Glorious!
There have been some cracking early morning skies this week. The sunrise has generated a strong rose gold light which has been picked up not only in the clouds but also through the silver-white grasses around the edge of the golf course. I always marvel at the clouds. Constantly changing, formations that have never been seen before, never to be seen again.
Beech are my favourite trees, I love their zingy green leaves in spring and they definitely steal the show in autumn. I just hope they last a bit longer so that I can get some more woodland walks in. Have a great weekend, Antonia x
ReplyDeleteThey are my favourite tree too! I always reckon I grew up under a beech tree. We had a massive copper beech in our garden when I was a child. We had a swing which took us way up into its branches. We threw ourselves in the piles of ginger-biscuit leaves swept up by my father in the autumn, and it was a big and beautiful presence in my young life! Very sadly, long after our family moved from the house, one of the big storms blew it down, and now it's just a memory :o( A good one though! Love your messages. Thank you, and hope you have a good weekend too! A x
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