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.
Another Scottish photo here. This small village looked so picturesque nestled between the snowy mountains with the single road leading through it. Sadly, on closer inspection it wasn’t terribly attractive, appearing rather seedy and run down. We drove straight through.
I haven’t been posting lately, life gets in the way sometimes, so the camera has been pretty much mothballed. This shot, of an early morning start to a hike in Derbyshire’s Peak District three weeks ago, was taken with my phone camera. It turned out far better than I had expected it to. The fog and mist, which was very widespread, soon melted away to leave a clear, crisp autumn day, perfect for a walk.