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.
We have recently had our fair share of snow here in the Midlands of England, and I was well and truly caught out when I left home in an attempt to catch a train to see my daughter at university. I never made it as far as the station and, having no other alternative, ended up having a long trek home through ever deepening snow. No camera with me, alas, but my phone turned out to be more than useful when I captured this shot about a mile from home.