Those who know me, know I love trees! I loved them as a child, I re-fell in love with them when we first visited Australia’s rainforests (where they seem to grow so high) and where rides through the canopy gave me a tantalizing glimpse into another world. In America we have visited some special groves – to celebrate both height and girth of trees – including those made up of Redwoods.
Today’s picture is of a less exotic variety, taken locally at Exbury (whilst we were mainly admiring the azaleas.) Nevertheless, these beautiful trees still appeared majestic and I could not resist standing below them and snapping the fascinating view when looking up at the pale sky from underneath their boughs.