You may come to realise from my writing that I love trees. Being amongst them fills me with a great sense of calm and a feeling of security (apart from on a super windy day!). Click on the titles below to read my tree-related posts (writing, poetry, art… whatever way I’ve chosen to express myself).
I’ve written about my fear of fallen trees before, but that was several years ago and on a different blog. Why am I afraid? What is it about the tree being in this state that triggers this fear? If I’m not afraid of standing trees, why be afraid of ones lying on the ground? I […]
A long read, written one blustery day two weeks ago… I didn’t think I would go out today. Despite being shut inside all day, despite this being my one daily permitted chance to get outside during the lockdown, I didn’t fancy it. It was pelting it down out there. Blowing a hooley. I didn’t fancy […]
Reaching long arms out across the ground, its crown a Medusa mass of writhing branches, this tree holds me captive each time I am in its presence. Its trunk twisted, its cacophony of limbs, some heavy and grounded, others reaching skyward, gives it an essence of the macabre.