Beech avenue, Wapley Hill, November 20th, 2008The beech leaves had drowned the path and turned the whole width into a beech-leaf-field; only the surrounding conifers stopped the leaves drifting further. The path itself was marked by a double avenue, in some places a triple avenue, of old beech trees which were clearer, the architecture of planting was clearer, now that the leaves had fallen. The design became clearer even as the footpath between the trees disappeared... I am fascinated by these trees and their planting.
Forest Murmurs, November 2008Deeper in the forest the trees are Forestry Commission conifers, planted as a commercial crop about 30 years ago. They too have a dark Teutonic beauty, a fairy-tale menace, a suggestion of wildwood. Under the canopy the trees have no branches, just wispy stems. But these collect cobwebs, mist, rainwater, and have a silver-gilt sheen that is very beautiful.
A different setting and a different second of light
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