We have a number of Rowan trees, or Mountain Ash, in our garden. I love their shape, their autumn berries – which are swiftly gobbled by the birds – and the reminder of wonderful holidays in the Lake District where the Rowans grow in abundance.
Here, I managed to catch the berries with the sun directly behind them, no special filters, just a sparkle of light.
I love woodland and the way the trees mark the seasons. It’s Spring, the beech trees have bright, lime-green. soft-to-the-touch leaves that gently filter the light rather than blocking it out. And the woodland flowers make their one-time bid to bloom and set seed before the canopy thickens up for the summer.
On the North York Moors, if any saplings manage to survive the best efforts of the local sheep and finally grow they then have to cope with some strong and persistent winds. Many of the trees in this area are wind-sculpted and leaning.