I used to visit a friend, Doris, when she was living in a care home and I’d often find her sitting by the window, with a view of an ash tree across the way. She loved that tree and often said that she admired its strength. Once I showed Doris a slideshow of photos that I’d taken in autumn, while out walking in an ancient wood.Continue reading “The Company of Trees”
Some years ago, I worked on a project at the University of Oxford Botanic Garden, researching into ten particular trees, one of which was the alder.
Recently, I was walking along the local canal in the autumn sunshine and stopped at one of the locks to rest my aching feet. As I leaned on the wooden arm, I recalled two nuggets of information.Continue reading “The King of the Waters”