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.
One evening the darkening clouds parted to reveal the sunlight filtering through, edging everything with brilliant golden light. This gap lasted for quite a while until the grey clouds blotted it out again.
(By the way, I don’t use filters, Photoshop or any computer wizardry to alter my pictures.)
These stunning black and yellow dragonflies were constant companions on one of our walks in Cumbria, and this one landed close to the path and stayed still long enough to be photographed. It seems to be studying me just as intently as I was focusing on it!
This busy little Pied Wagtail was bobbing around on the grass at Lanercost Priory. Although a relatively common bird their striking black and white plumage and their constant activity always make me smile.