Turning off the lane, I make a long trudge into the wind into the oak trees…The whole wood creaks. The curious thing is how quiet and calm it can be inside a wood during a wind. The wood shelters itself. All you hear is the wind in the fringes and in the treetops, a sound with the quality of a shingle seashore not far away.
– Roger Deakin
I enjoy your comments on your blog SO much. Along with the gorgeous photos, your words would make a wonderful book.
Makes my ;heart sing!
I just love these photos for their perfect portrayal of the season. Please can I pinch them for my own blog?!